Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 1: 1 A second chance

The hospital ICU was sterile cold and eerily quiet except for the constant beeping of the heart monitor and other life machines attached to the person lying on the bed, each sound ominous and rattling serves as a reminder of his silent fight for survival. The oxygen mask on his handsome face serves as a lifeline to the motionless body who is oblivious to the events happening in his surrounding and chaos raging outside his ward for the past few months.

The door creaked open ushering in an elegant lady whose poise and grace is outstanding. Her face flaunting an ethereal beauty of charm;-- Vera Louis adorned in a simple gown that clung perfectly on her walked towards the bed her expression a mix of guilt, pain and resignation.

Gently, she traced her fingers along his face with her gaze lingering on his eye brows as she caressed it with unfeigned gentleness. She had always known him to be handsome but it seems the months in the hospital had done nothing to him that even in his unconscious state he was still a god amongst men. She sighed.

"Davis", she called, her voice almost a whisper. "I came to pay this visit because this will be the last time I have to acknowledge what we had and shared in the past", her voice cracking with emotion.

"I am sorry to have made this decision without considering you first but with so many things going on, I really can't keep up with them. I just hope you can forgive my actions", she muttered as tears fall from her eyes and she hurriedly wiped it off with the back of her palm.

"The world is cruel, don't you think and I can't deny the fact that I am too", she smiled mockingly as she continued "but-what do you expect from a lady that has family, responsibility and expectations to do?"

know that everything you have ever worked for has been taken over by the people that you despise- the company, the

is ridiculous right? But then that is the truth", she said as she

barely noticeable. As she opened the door she paused briefly, casting one last glance at the man who was once the most important to

on, and that was a fact that couldn't be changed. She had tried to hold on, clinging to hope, but reality had

into a sharp, erratic shrill sound. Its piercing alarm shattering the supposed calmness in the ward as it sent nurses and

their movements swift and precise. Davis's body which had been still moments

Administer 100% Oxygen, Check SpO2!" The doctor continued to bark

subconscious: a blaring horn, screeching of tires, shattering of glasses, frantic voices and wails of sirens,

breathing was steady, his body appeared frail, his once broad shoulders now thinner, his skin pale against the stark

the foot of the bed, scribbling notes on a clipboard. His face was a mixture of relief and concern. "He's stable, but just barely. His body can't endure many more episodes like this