Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

This was a second chance for his boss, and he would do everything he could to make them work out.

Lowering his head and steadying his breath, Kevin softly delivered the news. "Mrs. Black has woken up. The doctors are attending to her now

Alexander's eyes snapped open. The exhaustion weighing down his body disappeared in an instant. His heart, which had felt hollow for days, began to race. Emma was awake. She had clawed her way back to the living, just as he had known she would. She had fought tooth and nail to make it back, as he had known she would.

A smile curled up on his face, and he forced himself to his feet.

Even with all the painkillers he was administered, his body was still on a roller coaster of pain. His legs trembled, and he sucked in his breath. But he didn't care. She was awake. She was alive.

The doctors in the room immediately rushed toward him, their eyes wide with concern. "Mr. Black, please, you need to rest!" one of them exclaimed, trying to guide him back to his bed

They all watched with a worried look as he pulled out his IV in one swift movement.

"Bring the wheelchair!" One of the doctors ordered.

"No," Alexander growled, his voice firm despite the pain coursing through him. "I don't need it."

Vivian, who had been watching from the corner, quickly moved to his side. Without a word, she slid under his right arm, looping it over her shoulder to steady him.

"Lean on me brother." She said, in a voice filled with love.

Annie, who had been standing near the door, stiffened at the sight. Her jaw tightened as Vivian helped Alexander, her jealousy flaring. In an instant, she darted forward, her eyes fixed on Alexander. "Let me help too," she offered, her voice too sweet.

But before she could reach him, Kevin stepped in, his movements deliberate. He placed Alexander's left arm around his neck, effectively blocking Annie.

necks, they headed to Emma's room. Once they reached the door, they let go of

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room less than a minute ago and assumed he had returned

her slowly, his steps unsteady, his posture rigid as if he were holding back immense pain. His usually

his disheveled hair clinging to his forehead. And yet,

wondering what could be

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they were now practically strangers, she still knew him well as a man who

were labored, every motion betraying the physical toll on his body. He combed his fingers through his hair,

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if her entire body had frozen in place. She wanted to

masculine voice

that she could hardly hold in. Feelings she had tried all her possible best to hold in were now on

emotions she couldn't decipher: guilt, pain, and something dangerously close to tenderness. The sight of him staring ather with such raw intensity

up in her throat. She only nodded her

Alexander added, and his grip on her

She has no idea what he was talking about. The Alexander she knew hated her to death, so what could have

don't feel good anywhere, don't hesitate to call

She has only recently woken up, and she has no idea

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