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*??????EPISODE 51??????*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
Evan
It had been 18 hours since her surgery and she
still hadn’t woken up yet. With every pas-sing
hour, my anxiety was skyrocketing and the
chance of her not waking up was increasing. It
was reminding me of the last time I was in a
hospital, waiting for the love of my life to
wake up but she never did. The thought
enough was making my stomach churn in the
worst way possible.
For the last hour, I had been sitting inside her
room, watching her with bloodshot eyes. I
hadn’t slept for more than a day and the
effects of exhaustion were probably clear from
my face. I had sent Mom home to take some
rest and although she wanted me to do the
same, I couldn’t leave Cara alone.
In addition to Cara’s thought, another tension
was occu-pying my mind. The words I said to
Scarlet had broken up whatever relationship
there was between both of us. I know I had
hurt her in the worst way possible but what she
did was unforgivable. Because of her, Cara’s
life was hanging in the middle, all her fault. I
never expected her to be this careless but I
guess people just end up disappointing you,
no matter how much trust you put in them.
I rested my head back on the chair and closed
my eyes for a minute. My vision was turning
blurred so I decided to take a small nap. But
only few minutes had pas-sed when I heard a
pained sigh, coming from Cara’s bed.
My eyes shot open and I watched her with
wide-ned eyes as she struggled to open her
eyes. “Doctor,” I screamed throu-ghthe door to
call someone. “Nurse.”
My eyes fell back on the bed and I rushed to
her. Her eyelids were moving and so were her
hands. I took her little hands in my grip and
whispered, “Come on, Cara. Wake up.”
After few attempts of trying, her eyes opened
and she narrowed them to stop the piercing
light from entering her eyes. There was
confusion and pain written on her face and the
sight caused my heart to ache for her.
“Mr. Parker, please wait outside. Let us as-sess
her.” Her doctor said and the nurse led me
outside. I started pacing left to right
impatiently, waiting to hear the doctor’s
response.
“What happened?” My mother entered throu-gh
the hallway and asked on watching me.
“Cara woke up. They are as-sessing her.” I said
and she gasped in response. We both sat
down on the bench and waited for the doctor
to come out.
When he finally walked out, there was a hint of
relief on his face. “With the exception of the
external wounds, she is fine.” He said and a
lone tear of happiness escaped my eyes. I
asked him if I could meet her and he said that
we could. Hearing this, both of us rushed
inside and reached Cara who was staring at us
with her pale face.
“You scared us, Cara. You scared the life out of
your Daddy.” I said and leaned down to hu-g
her gently. She winced a little and I
immediately pulled back, realising that she was
still in so much pain.
“D… Dad,” she called my name and I nodded,
linking her hands with mine. “Where is mama?”
Hearing this, I exchanged a worried glance with
my mom. What was I supposed to tell her? It
was obvious that the minute she would wake
up, she would ask for Scarlet but the thought
didn’t cross my mind when I was insulting her
and asking her to go.
“She… Um… She can’t…”
“She will be here soon.” Mom interjected and
answered for me. “I’ll call her.”
Saying this, my mother made her way outside.
ki-ssing Cara on her forehead, I excused myself
and followed my Mom who was talking to
Scarlet on her phone. When she cut the call, I
stared at her with accusing eyes. “I don’t want
her anywhere near Cara.”
“It doesn’t matter what you want, Evan. That
girl nee-ds her mother and you can’t stop
Scarlet from meeting her.” She growled angrily
in return.
“But…”
“I stayed silent before but both of us know she
is more of a parent of Cara than you ever
were.” She said and her words stopped me
from saying anything. I had nothing to say in
response because she was correct after all.
Scarlet proved herself a better parent than me.
Sighing, I walked back to Cara and sat down
beside her bed. She smiled weakly and
extended her hand towards me. I ki-ssed the
back of her hands and gripped it between my
palms. The sight of her covered in wounds
from head to toe agitated me and I felt angrier
at myself for not being able to protect her.
“Why is M… Mama not h… here?” She asked.
“She… She went home to take a bath.” I lied.
Right now, Cara didn’t nee-d to hear anything
about our fight.
“Oh.” She whispered.
I stayed near her, car-essing her forehead gently
as to avoid displacing her dressing. I wish
there was some way I could take her pain and
suffer instead of her. She was so little, so
fragile and all these injuries were too ha-rd for
her.
She had closed her eyes but I knew she was
awake, waiting for Scarlet to come. It was my
fault. Due to my absence, she had grown too
attached to Scarlet and now, being away from
her was not an option. Maybe I should have
thought about this before insulting her.
“Cara.” Her voice came from the door. Cara
whipped her head in her direction and winced
in pain. There she was, standing there, staring
at Cara with moisture in her eyes. Her eyes
were red, as if she had cried a lot. I don’t
know if I was the reason of her tears or Cara.
A pang of guilt attacked me on seeing her
face. The feelings for her resurfaced and I
suppressed the urge to go to her and hu-g her,
tell her that everything was okay, that our
family was still intact.
She ignored me completely and rushed
towards Cara. “How are you feeling, baby?”
She said, holding her face.
“My body hurts.” Cara replied in a small voice.
“You will be alright Cara. Very soon.” She said.
I stood up so that she could sit near her and
talk to her. While she did that, I left the room
and found Nate standing outside. “What are
you doing here?” I asked him dryly.
“I came to drop Scarlet.” He said and my
eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“What was she doing with you?” I asked,
narrowing my eyes into a glare.
“Bold of you to ask about her whereabouts
after insulting her last night. Did you expect her
to spend the night on roads?” Nate asked and
realization dawned upon me. My wife went
with him to spend the night at his place. The
thought caused a whirlpool of anger inside me
and the urge to knock his head against the
metal door erupted inside me.
“I’ll kill you Nate if you take advantage of our
fight.” I threatened, ba-rely controlling my
anger.
“Oh shut up, what do you care? I was right
about you from day one. One mishap and you
broke all the strings with her. I have never
seen such a pathetic man.” He gr-unted.
“You fu-ck er…” I leaned forwards to punch him
in his face when Scarlet walked out of the
room.
“Stop it. It’s a hospital. If you really want to
create a scene, do it where Cara can’t hear
you.” She said in an annoyed voice, most of
which was directed at me. I gave one glance
to both of them and then gritted my teeth.
“Evan, go home. We all are with her.” My mom
said to me.
“I am not leaving Cara alone with her.” I said
and Scarlet’s jaw clenched at this. She looked
like she wanted to fight with me but chose to
stay silent instead.
“Evan,” Mom gave me a warning glance. “Go
home. You nee-d sleep.” She said. Gr0-ning, I
nodded and then walked out throu-ghthe
corridor.
The thought of them together disgusted me
and I wanted nothing more than walk out of
here. She knew how much I hated him yet she
chose to stay with him and broadcast our fight.
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➡➡➡⏺️LOVE AGAIN ⏺️⬅️⬅️
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*??????EPISODE 52??????*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
Scarlet
It had been five days since Cara’s accident and
tomorrow, she was getting discharged. I daily
come to meet her after Evan is gone for some
rest and leaves when he comes back. I haven’t
told Cara about the fight yet but I knew I had
to, because she would find out tomorrow ha-rd
way.
My stay at Nate’s apartment was still going.
Although I felt bad for being an unwanted
guest, I couldn’t leave. Nate insisted I stay
there until everything was resolved at home.
Plus, we rarely crossed path. He was mostly
outside and whenever he was in the apartment,
he mostly stayed inside his room. I had
resumed going to the bakery yesterday where I
had to deal with a very apologetic Liam who
thinks it was his fault that he called me and
caused the accident, despite my constant
efforts of telling him otherwise.
Right now, I was going to meet Cara after
closing the bakery a little earlier. It was getting
dark and Evan must be leaving by now.
Throu-ghthe silent hallways, I made my way to
the post-op room. Hospitals always made me
feel uneasy with the specific smell and the
sight of sick people. I wish all the sickness
could be eradicated from the earth.
Stopping in front of Cara’s room, I entered
inside and the scene going inside warmed my
heart. Both Cara and Evan was sleeping, with
Evan’s head resting uncomfortably on Cara’s
bed and the rest of his body on the small
chair. As much as I wanted to hate Evan for
what he said to me, I couldn’t. Because I know
the fear of losing someone can make us do
crazy things.
I felt pity for him because he must be really
tired to sleep in such an uncomfortable
position. He was existing on three to four hour
sleep since Cara’s accident and I don’t know if
he was eating properly or not.
I was still gawking at him when his eyes
opened and he caught me watching him red-
handed. I gulped and looked away, to save
ourselves from the awkwardness.
“I’ll stay with her. You can go home.” I said
without looking into his eyes.
“Okay,” he whispered and then stood up to
leave.
After he left, I sat down beside Cara and
waited for her to wake up. I didn’t have to wait
longer because it took her just few more
minutes to realize my presence and wake up.
Once she did, I supported her in sitting up
straight. Her wounds had started to fill up but
she was still very weak.
“Did you eat?” I asked and she nodded.
“I am tired of eating hospital food.” She
pouted.
“Just one more day, Cara.” I told her.
“Will you make pasta for me once I am home?”
She asked and sadness filled my heart. I won’t
be there with her, with my family. In these past
few months, I had grown really close to every
one of them and now, life without these people
feel so empty. I wish we could go back to
being a family again.
“Cara, there is something I nee-d to tell you.” I
said consciously, afraid to hear her response.
“Yes, mama.” She whispered.
“I… I have to stay away for some days.” I said
and the corners of her li-ps turned downwards.
“But why?” She asked, sadness dripping from
her voice.
“Because mama and Daddy had a little fight
and they nee-d to spend some days apart.” I
said. “But remember, we both love you so
much.”
She looked down at her lap and didn’t speak
anything for a moment. I stared at her, waiting
for her to say something. After a moment
later, she whispered, “Will you be back soon?”
“I… I will,” I said although I didn’t know if I
will. Everything was so uncertain right now that
I felt bad for giving her any hope. “Cara, will
you do one thing for me?”
“Yes,” she nodded.
“When Daddy comes, will you make him eat
dinner in front of you?” I asked her.
“Sure,” she replied.
“Good girl.” Smiling, I leaned towards her to
place a ki-ss on her forehead.
………..
Next day, Catheryn called me when Cara was
going to be discharged. Leaving all the work, I
rushed to the hospital to see her off. I reached
her room in full speed and opened the door,
only to find all three of them ready to leave.
“Hi,” I said breathlessly to nobody in particular.
“Are you coming with us?” Cara asked,
grinning.
“Um… No. I just came to see you off.” I said
and exchanged a glance with Evan who was
already looking at me. His face were blank
right now but a whirlpool was going on behind
his expressive eyes.
“Come on, we have to empty the room.” Evan
picked her up in his arms. She was moving
normally today, without any wince.
Catheryn and I walked behind him without
saying anything. A gloomy silence was
prevailed between all of us, making the air too
thick to breathe. Cara was staring at me with
sad eyes while her arms were locked around
Evan’s ne-ck. I felt like screaming, that she is
my daughter too, that you are my husband, that
don’t leave me behind, but I couldn’t.
In the parking lot, his driver was already
waiting for them. Evan carefully seated Cara in
the back seat while Catheryn sli-pped beside
her to hold her gently. After doing that, he
angled his ne-ck to look at me. I was standing
silently beside their car, trying my best not to
let my emotions embaras-s me in front of
them.
“Bye Cara,” I waved my hand at her. She waved
back, after which Evan sat beside her. Throu-gh
the plane glas-s, I saw his clenched jaw but
importantly, the hint of moisture in his eyes. I
wish I could decipher what was going on in his
twisted mind.
The car started and with it, I felt W-etness
blurring my vision. I felt hurt, I felt sad but
more importantly, I felt abandoned. To save
me from the misery, I turned around and
started walking.
But my feet stopped when I heard the sound of
tyres screeching, after which the car came to a
halt. I turned around in confusion when I found
Evan walking out of the car and then towards
me, an intense emotion plastered all over his
face.
“Come with us, Scarlet. Please,” he said on
reaching me, the look of desperation clear on
his face. He took my hands in between his
large ones and whispered, “My house nee-ds
you. Cara nee-ds you.”
“And you? Do you nee-d me?” I asked in a
sharp tone.
“Me?” He mumbled in confusion.
“Evan, I don’t want to come back, without
knowing what is my place in your life. I can’t
waste my life on someone who would cut all
ties with me whenever I commit any mistake.
Is our relationship that fragile? Would I ever be
a part of your family or would I always be a
stranger for you, that you can throw out any
time?” I questioned him.
“I know what I said hurt you. I… I wish I hadn’t
said that. I wish I could take my words back.”
He said, staring de-ep into my eyes.
“But you can’t. What you said is written in my
mind for good.” I mumbled so that Cara won’t
hear me. “I think we should spend some days
apart to realise what the other person mean to
us.”
With that, I walked away to stop a cab that
was coming towards us. This time, it was him
standing there while a car drove me away.
Once I was out of his vision, the tears that I
was controlling spilled out of my eyes and I
started sobbing ha-rd, ignoring the driver who
was staring at me as if I was a crazy person.
Today, I made a decision, a cruel but
necessary one..
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*TO BE CONTINUED*