Two days later, as the morning sun was just beginning to rise over the city, Amy stepped out of her room, carrying her belongings in the luggage she was carrying out of the room. It was a bittersweet moment as she bid a small goodbye to the familiar surroundings she had come to call her own, although temporarily. To her surprise, Anna was waiting for her outside the room, her face beaming with excitement. "Let's go, Amy!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands with glee. "We are waiting for you!"Amy couldn't help but smile at Anna's infectious enthusiasm as she reached out and took her hand. "Yes, I'm ready sweetie!"She replied as they stepped out of the house hand in hand, only to find Helen waiting for them by the SUV, a warm smile on her face. As they approached, Helen greeted them with a wave, while Jack emerged from around the corner, dressed casually in a polo t-shirt and goggles, Dottie in his arms. His presence brought a sense of comfort and familiarity to the moment, and a
Jack and Amy drove together from the Giorgio family's estate towards the main city in almost unbroken silence, even though they had pretended to leave from there very affectionately.Amy, who was now Sofia Rivera, stepped out of the home in a white and blue printed chiffon skirt which was light and flowy, along with a white tank top.Passing a polite smile to Megan, she happily took Jack's hand and threaded her down arm through his elbow– just to make their act more convincing.But whatever illusion of intimacy they wanted to give only lasted until they actually got inside the car. After that, it was just the steady hum of the car engine that filled the space between them as they made their way to the city. Once they reached the bank, Jack pressed the brakes, bringing the car to a smooth stop. Turning towards Amy, he broke the silence with a simple question."Would you like to stay in the car while I finish up some work?" Amy considered his offer for a moment before shaking her head
Amy's mind was still frozen in shock and disbelief, but in spite of that, she somehow watched her body move with a sense of urgency she had never known. It was as if some unseen force had taken control of her body, causing her to run across the pavement towards Jack's injured body, lying in the dirt. With a sense of dread knotting in the pit of her stomach, she knelt down beside him, her heart pounding in her chest… "Hairam!! Hairam! Say something, are you okay? Hairam…"But in spite of her calls, Jack lay there motionless, blood trickling from wounds on his hand, temple and the side of his head. Amy could feel her head start to buzz as her vision began to blur; but somehow, she forced herself to focus and push past the fear clouding her mind.He was unconscious and badly injured… but at least… at least he was breathing.This thought gave her some hope as she reached for her phone, her fingers fumbling with the buttons as she dialed the ambulance service code. As she waited for th
"What!? Who is in the hospital?!" Megan could hear her own voice echoing in her ears as she almost dropped her phone from her band, her tone laced with fury and disbelief. The peaceful solitude of the moment was totally shattered, replaced by a storm of anger and indignation… But before the man could respond, Megan abruptly ended the call. She could hardly believe what she had just heard, as the meaning of his words sank in with a chill.With a sense of urgency coursing through her veins, Megan sprang into action. As she stepped out of the bath and hastily dressed up, leaving her room with a dash. *****Amy was sitting on a bench outside the ward where Jack had been admitted, while the rhythmic hum of machines was leaking out into the hall.Meanwhile, her thoughts were swirling with fear and guilt… How would she explain the whole thing to Helen? And would she truthfully narrate the events that had led to Jack's hospitalization?! And moreover… how would she ever find the courage t
The clacking of Megan's heels came to an abrupt halt in front of the attendant and Amy, and her anger immediately burst out like boiling hot lava. "How horribly inefficient is this hospital?" she shouted, her voice dripping with frustration. "It has been so long, and the patient's details haven't yet been logged into the system even till now. Do you know how much difficulty I had to face in finding him? Because apparently, your receptionist has no idea which patient has even been brought in!"To her credit, the attendant simply refused to bow down in the face of Megan's anger, and met her gaze without a trace of fear in her body language. "Excuse me, ma'am? Who are you with?" she retorted.Megan pointed angrily towards the door marked, her frustration reaching its peak. "Room 216, of course!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with indignation.But before Megan could unleash the full force of her fury, the attendant cut her off with a pointed rebuttal. "Well, then you would be please
Finally, she had managed to get rid of the nuisance named Amy, although she was quite a difficult one to deal with. At one point, Megan felt like she herself would have to shove and push this woman away in order to make her leave.But thankfully, she had a little bit of shame left in her body, and left on her own. Although even that wasn't before creating more drama by crying for attention.Anyway, Megan entered the ward with a calculated expression, her mask of concern hiding the satisfaction she felt at having removed Amy from the equation. She approached Jack's bedside, her expression appropriately worried as she looked at his unconscious form.Jack lay still, his injuries evident as he rested beneath the sterile hospital sheets. Machines beeped softly in the background, monitoring his vital signs as he remained lost in unconsciousness.A nurse entered the room, briefly interrupting the silence in the room with her presence. She scribbled down Jack's vitals in her notepad, then tur
As soon as Jack called her inside, Amy's emotions overwhelmed her, and tears began to flow freely down her cheeks. It was like fountains of emotions were erupting from her eyes, and with unsteady steps, she moved towards Jack, her voice trembling as she began to speak. "I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry," Amy choked out between sobs. "It all happened because of me… you have suffered so much, please forgive me…" Jack rose from his bed, even though he was mindful of his injuries. But he was completely oblivious to Megan's glare as he took a step towards Amy, his concern evident in his voice. "What are you saying? Of course, you didn't do anything, then why are you blaming yourself for all this?" Amy looked up at him with tear- filled eyes, her expression filled with guilt. "Oh, I'm so glad that you're okay… Otherwise, I don't know what I would have done with this massive amount of guilt… I'm so sorry, please believe me… I really am." With a mixture of relief and confusion, Amy leaned a
Amy's anxiety spiked as she sensed the tension thickening in the room, Megan's imposing presence casting a shadow over their conversation. Her mind flashed back to Megan's earlier outburst in the hallway, where she had been screaming bloody murder before Jack woke up… and this left her feeling uneasy and uncertain about how to proceed.However, Jack noticed this and stepped in before Amy could say anything, his voice firm and decisive. "I think we shall trust the doctor's opinion in this case, don't you think so?"On hearing his sarcastic remark, Megan quickly adjusted her approach, her tone softening as she attempted to regain control of the situation. "Of course, I'm not trying to say otherwise. But I just meant that it would be a good break for you to rest here, with the proper medical facilities around. And in any case, we need you on your feet as soon as possible, to carry out the plan–"Jack cut her off, saying, "Yes, don't worry about it. I will be just as comfortable at h