Chapter 23 ~ A perfect future doesn't exist

Chapter 23 - A perfect future doesn't exist

Athena

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"Ohhh, I'm so glad you're better, my baby. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you as you checked out. Something came up,” Giana says from her hospital bed, her warm smile easing some of the tension in my chest. I laugh softly. "I can see that."

She looks tired but still elegant, her silver hair neatly pinned back, her frail hands resting on the blanket. The monitors beep steadily beside her and my heart aches for her.

I sit beside her, reaching for her hand. She squeezes mine gently.

"I was worried about you," she says.

I glance down, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I'm fine, granny."

Her green eyes study me, the way only she can. "Liar."

I force a smile. "I learned from the best."

She chuckles, but there's sadness in it.

"That boy of mine... he loves you in his own way, you know. I know you two feel like

we had to force it upon you, but I trust my instinct. And it says you two make a perfect match."

I don't answer.

My heart swells as the

words from yesterday echo. He wished I had split my skull open just so I could save him the trouble and

time for him to marry the love of his life.

That doesn't sound like a perfect match to me.

After a little while, I

help adjust her pillows, making sure she's comfortable. She tries to keep me there longer, but Alex enters.

"How's my favourite lady?" He walks over to her with a smile on his face.

It's not the first time I've seen him smile. He always pulls his walls down around his mother and grandmother. How can someone who loves his mama and Nana so much be so cold?

Or is it me that repels him?

I watch as he

leans forward and places a soft kiss on her forehead. She smiles at him while placing her weak hands on each side of

his face.

"You're going to be okay. I've made some calls. You'll get a transplant soon."

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"I'm 70, Alex. I'm tired. I don't want a transplant."

Alex's eyes are filled with fear and it's the first time I've seen

that feeling in his eyes.

"Nana." He warns.

"I want to see you two become parents. If you want me to get a transplant, then have a baby." She argues and Alex locks his jaw.

I hold my breath.

the idea of seeing me tied to him.

about that. That's not

looks at me, "My dear Athena, can you call

out, but as I

that Leah girl in secret. You need to

head together and focus on your wife. Alex." Her

is now hard.

Athena. We make a perfect match. I simply met Leah for

look stupid?" Giana

love you

about what's not there. I'm married

she's the perfect-wife." He places another kiss on her

I want to

about it and she mentioned that once she is done with school, we can

is lying with

never had

lying, I'll

don't wait to

myself away from

cold metal,

It shouldn't hurt.

mean nothing to him. That this

a deal sealed with ink

not love.

speak, like we're so

lied with a straight face

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A child?

I laugh at

some weak moments

But it was back to

used a condom but he always pulled out. No matter

That told me exactly what I

stop

breaths shallow. The walls feel like they're closing in, the weight of pretending is too

in the waiting

blankly at the pale hospital walls. The scent

compared to the ache hollowing out my

A child?

I laugh again—

curious glances from nurses passing by. The absurdity

weave a fantasy of a perfect marriage, a plan for

future that

and I notice Ryan is waiting near the exit,

phone. He glances up when

to go,

Mrs King.

name sends a bitter

answer,

Alex.

at him, but I feel

moves closer.

even without a

single word.

"We're leaving," he says.

him wheel me forward. But as we reach the main doors, his phone

screen. Something changes in his posture, his grip tightening

just like that,

"Ryan, take her home."

Three words. Dismissive. Detached.

he's already walking away. Not a glance,

hesitation.

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