Bonds

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

-Maya POV-

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. A million conflicting emotions warred within me: anger, resentment, guilt, fear, and an unexpected pang of grief.

She was more like a trophy wife to Daniel Stone but the fact still remained-she was my mother.

Natalia placed a comforting hand on my arm, her presence grounding me in the midst of the emotional maelstrom. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision, but I blinked them back, refusing to crumble.

“Where is she?” I demanded, my voice surprisingly steady.

He gave me the name of the hospital, and before I could even process the information, I was already pushing the call to end. Natalia helped me gather my things, moving with urgency yet understanding

“I’ll watch the kids,” she promised, her voice firm and reassuring. “Go, be with your mother.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. With a quick hug of gratitude, I rushed out, my mind racing, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

Would I get to say goodbye?

my senses as I skidded to a stop at the reception

forcing myself to calm down. “My mother was in an accident. She was

that held no warmth, scanned my frantic state. “Room 101,” she

dismissive.

With a mumbled “thank you,” I tore through

sofa, sat my mother, a magazine casually draped across her lap, as my father tapped away on his phone, the picture of

to rip from my throat, raw and laced with disbelief. “You

up, his eyes devoid of any genuine concern “Amaya,” he drawled, his voice flat and

the hell is going on?” I demanded, my voice rising

silent exchange, I saw a flash of apology, a flicker of the mother I remembered

it further, my

this,” he said, thrusting a

momentarily stunned by the abruptness of his

His voice

surged through me, hot and potent. “Are you seriously kidding me right now? You seriously lied! To get me to come here?” I spat,

Chapter 14

trembled as i accepted the paper, the starkness of the white contrasting the vivid red blooming on my skin. Anger simmared, threatening to boll over, but exhaustion weighed me

whisper, echoed in the sterile silence. “Why do you hate me so

years, but something held me back. Perhaps it was the vulnerability flickering

silence stretched,

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