LOGINNeymar's POV"Excuse me, what?" I looked at Debra, dumbfounded by her statement; surely I didn't hear her properly. "What do you mean, you got me a new heart? I don't understand," I asked her.She smiled at me knowingly, then pointed at the file I held in my hand. I got a bit hesitant, but I slowly read the contents of the file. With every line I read, my knees got weaker and my grip loosened on the paper.I finally sat down, still looking at the ink-stained piece of paper. I couldn't believe it; it shouldn't be possible. I looked up at her with a confused expression. "How?" I croaked, my voice weak from the shock.She casually walked in like she expected my reaction and took a seat beside me, to my back. Lucia seemed completely oblivious and confused about what was happening.And I couldn't really blame her, especially if someone comes to my room in the morning casually saying, "Hey, I have a new heart for you." I looked at Debra again with a baffled expression, not sure of what to d
Neymar's POVMy eyes shot open in shock, and I immediately stood up from my bed, clutching my chest as tightly as possible. "Shit, it happened again." Lately, I have been having difficulty breathing, but it got worse when it happened while I slept.My heart had grown weaker over the months, so breathing had become a chore for me. Sitting up in bed drenched in sweat and dread, I was scared—scared beyond reason. If anything, I didn't think dying slowly would be so painful.And what bothered me the most was that I couldn't control it. It had gotten better after I stopped drinking alcohol, but it came in random successions and blinding pain, and the scariest part was that I could be in my sleep while having a heart attack, alone.The idea of dying without anyone being there or watching me is probably what scares me the most. I stood up from the bed with visible discomfort. I steadied myself and walked to the bathroom.I washed my face and patted it dry, then I drank a glass of water from
Diamond's POVI lay calmly in bed, unwilling to wake up and unwilling to accept the reality of my circumstances. I thought I could fix everything. I thought I could save him.How sorely mistaken I was. Remembering the doctor's words, a shiver ran down my spine, making me cold with sweat and anxiety. "Are you feeling better now?" A voice reached out to me, soothing and calm yet sure and steady."We've talked about this. You can't keep blaming yourself for doing something good against the situation itself. It was bound to happen," the voice said to me, refusing to look up and unwilling to turn around. I shook my head in retaliation."Babe, listen to me. Sit up now." He sat beside the bed close to where I lay, placing his hand on my shoulder. He turned me around, although I resisted a bit, but it was futile. He carried me from the bed to his lap."Why are you blaming yourself so much? It's not like you did anything wrong to begin with." He caressed my face, and I finally decided to loo
Ivan’s POVWe went back quite a bit, and he was close friends with Carl, which made relating with him easier because the more money you gave them, the better they treated you.Normally I would have involved the police in this and tagged this as a kidnapping and just given them the information I had and sat back while they did all the work, but I couldn't get myself involved with the police for any reason whatsoever.I got to the place and decided to lay low and wait for either of them to show up. I sat in my car waiting at Harold Street, beside a coffee shop. The time was some minutes after nine, and some shops were just opening, like the coffee shop. I ordered a latte while waiting for them and sat in my car waiting. After about ten minutes, a blue van showed up from behind me just across the street, beside the coffee shop. He slowed down and parked just opposite me, then honked to get my attention. I looked at the driver's seat and saw Carl driving. Mike poked his head out to wav
Adlyne’s POVI was left alone, sitting in a dark, empty room with just two chairs and a table, shivering at the future repercussions of what I had let us get ourselves into. What did the officer mean by what he said?I couldn't bring my head around it, well, not like I could anyway. My head was in shambles and my thoughts were in disarray.A little while later, a stout-looking man came inside and brought some food for me to munch on, which I accepted gratefully. While I ate, I could more or less guess what would happen to us. I wasn't aware of the situation or how exactly Crystal was caught with drugs, but it suddenly made sense why she had been avoiding me of late and behaving weird. She was selling drugs but didn't want me to know. I felt a little disappointed that she knew everything about me and what I did, but she still kept things from me, especially if the thing she kept got the both of us caught. But there was no use thinking about the situation. I was pretty sure that Emil
Crystal’s POV"Alright then, that'll be all for now. I'm really grateful for your cooperation. I'll be sure to make sure your sentence is greatly reduced. The information you've given us would be very important."As he said those words, he stood up with a book filled with scribbles he had written down during the course of our investigation. "Eeerrr, sure, but when can I get out of these cuffs? I'm not going to run away, and my hands hurt."I looked at him pleadingly. He watched for a bit. "Sure, whatever," he said, taking out a key from his pocket and uncuffing me. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Crystal."I nodded at him, rubbing my wrists together. "Sure thing," I smiled. Finally, I could move my hands around. Then he left the room, leaving me alone all over again with no one to talk to.I suddenly had thoughts on if the things I had told them would be of any help in finding Emily and the rest, because I really didn't want to take the fall for them, not one bit. My thoughts drif
Ivan's POVI sat in the corner of the sitting room on a not-so-comfortable couch. The living room wasn't nearly as big as I had wanted, but even this would have to be enough. After all, if I spent too much money on acquiring housing, I would inevitably attract the attention of someone, or in the w
Ivan's POVI sat down feeling satisfied and relaxed in the small confines of the storage room. To my left lay the brunette, making soft sobs, tears, and snot all over the place. I felt bad for her, but it wasn't that deep. I couldn't wash up, but I suppose I could just get dressed up or something.
Ivan’s POVI sat down in a closet, holding a towel to my face. I sat down on the ground. I had just run from Nicholas's private room in the hospital. I couldn't go anywhere now; they would be looking for me.'Damnit, I should not have let my guard down’, the more I thought about it, the more it mad
Diamond’s POV We all sat down in the private hospital room, staring at the patches of blood littered in a secluded part of the room. The bleeding led to the bathroom, after which there were no more traces. I sat down, blaming myself for what had happened. Because of how scared I was, I had let ev







