"Eva?" her brothers looked surprised as they tried to reach to her but she quickly shifted her wait once again she almost fell but stumbled up in Jayden who maintained their balance. "How could you do this to me?" Eva's voice trembled with the weight of her emotions. She turned to face her mother, her parent's eyes ablaze with a mixture of pain and accusation. "You both knew I had a family, a life, and you just swept me away like I was nothing. Like I didn't matter. Like some piece of trash!" Rosie, caught off guard by the sudden outburst, tried to offer a measured response. "Eva, we thought this was for the best. We wanted to give you a chance at a stable life."
Eva's laughter, bitter and devoid of mirth, filled the room. "Stable life? Is this what you call stable? I'm alone, pregnant, with a family that couldn't care less about me. Stable, indeed. Congratulations! " Her gaze then turned to her father, who watched in silence. "And you, sir. Did you ever stop to think that maybe I had a life, a family that loved me? You just agreed to this like I was some piece of property to be transferred. How much dad? How much was I worth. Please show me my price tag, maybe if you had given it to Leo he could have paid a better price" Her brothers, caught in the crossfire, attempted to speak, but Eva's torrent of emotions drowned out their words. "Don't you dare speak. You both have no idea what you've done to me. You think I will believe any set of crap that comes out of you? Nothing gets done without you three knowing."
"You think you can just send me away and everything will be fine?" Eva's words, laced with anger, pierced the silence. "You never once asked how I felt, what I wanted. You just decided, and I had to follow along." Tears threatening to break, she kept herself strong making sure she was never going to shed tears for them. "You, Father, with your reputation and your pride. Did you even stop to think how this would affect me? Your own daughter."
She turned her gaze to her mother, a mix of accusation and hurt in her eyes. "And you, Mother. How could you let this happen? How could you stand by and watch them send me away? I thought you loved me." The bitterness within Eva found expression in her words, the pain of abandonment woven into every sentence. "You caused all of this. Leo, running away, this marriage. How do you think he'd take me back now, pregnant with another man's child?
Her mother soaked in tears attempted to reason with her. "Eva, you have to understand, we did what we thought was best for the family." Eva scoffed, her laughter carrying the weight of disillusionment. "Best for the family? What about what's best for me? I'm alone, and you just let it happen. You let them take me away, and now!" she broke down, soaked in tears looking at her so called family. As Eva's parents struggled to find the right words, the tension in the room escalated. Eva's anger was palpable, and her mother's tear-soaked attempts at explanation fell on deaf ears.
"You don't get it, do you?" Eva's voice trembled with a mixture of rage and despair. "Your so-called decisions for the family have ruined my life. Leo was everything to me, and now he's gone because of your choices. And this child..." She rested a protective hand on her swollen belly, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "What kind of future will this child have now?" Her father, visibly distressed, stammered, "Eva, we didn't mean to hurt you. We thought..." "Thought? You never think about me, about what I want!" Eva interrupted, her frustration reaching its peak. The room seemed to close in on her, and her vision blurred. The stress and emotional turmoil took a toll on her, and she felt lightheaded.
Amidst the heated argument, Eva's breath became shallow, and her legs weakened. The last thing she heard before losing consciousness was her mother's frantic voice calling her name.
"Eva! Please, we didn't mean for it to come to this. Someone, call for help!"
In a panic, Eva's parents rushed to her side, catching her as she collapsed. Her mother desperately tried to revive her, shaking her gently and calling her name. A worried expression etched on her father's face as he fumbled for his phone to dial emergency service. Jayden rushed into the lounge as he heard Eva shout out for help, he was on his was way out with his assistant, he was in shock as he saw Eva unconscious in her parents' arms. Despite the complicated situation between them, a surge of concern and responsibility washed over him. Without a second thought, he scooped Eva up into his arms, her fragile form feeling lighter than ever.
"Get out of the way!" Jayden barked, his tone authoritative as he navigated through the tense atmosphere. Eva's parents stepped aside, their faces etched with worry and guilt, allowing Jayden to carry her upstairs to her room.
"Someone call Tyler, now!" Jayden instructed, a sense of urgency in his voice. A Remedy quickly grabbed a phone and dialled the familiar number, relaying the situation to the doctor on the other end. As Jayden laid Eva gently on the bed, he found himself torn between the resentment he held for the circumstances that led them to this point and the undeniable concern for the woman he once cared about. His actions were mechanical, a sense of duty taking over as he checked her pulse and monitored her breathing.
In the midst of the chaos, Eva's family gathered in the lounge, their anxious murmurs filling the air. Jayden walked out and faced them with a stern expression, his voice cutting through the tension.
"Stay here. I don't want anyone disturbing the doctor when he arrives. Let him do his job," Jayden commanded, surprising both his family and himself with the authority in his tone any foolish person would note a sense of care in his voice. The family members exchanged glances, realizing that, despite the strained relationship between Jayden and Eva, he was taking charge of the situation. They nodded in agreement, some casting wary looks in his direction, unsure of his intentions.
As they waited for the doctor, Jayden couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected sense of responsibility that had taken hold of him. He had never imagined finding himself in a position where he needed to care for Eva, especially given the circumstances of their marriage. "Damn it, Eva," Jayden muttered under his breath as he paced the room, his conflicting emotions surfacing. He couldn't deny the gravity of the situation, and despite their tumultuous history, the impending arrival of a child stirred something within him.
The door opened, and the Tyler rushed in, a bag of medical supplies in hand. Jayden stepped aside, allowing the doctor to assess Eva's condition. The room fell into a tense silence as the doctor worked, occasionally exchanging hushed words with Jayden about Eva's health. As the minutes passed like hours, Jayden found himself gazing at Eva, unconscious on the bed. Her vulnerability was starkly evident, and a wave of unexpected empathy washed over him. The thought of becoming a father, even under these circumstances, weighed heavily on his mind.
Finally, Tyler finished his examination and turned to address the anxious onlookers. "She's under a lot of stress, physically and emotionally. I've given her something to help her relax, but she needs rest. Keep a close eye on her, and if there are any changes, call me immediately."
The room breathed a collective sigh of relief, and Jayden nodded, his mind still grappling with the newfound responsibility thrust upon him. As the doctor left, Jayden turned to Eva's family. "She needs rest, and she needs to be monitored. I'll stay with her tonight. The rest of you, go get some rest. We'll keep you updated," Jayden declared, surprising everyone with his decisive stance. Eva's family hesitated for a moment, glancing at each other before reluctantly agreeing. They filed out of the room, leaving Jayden alone with the unconscious woman who was carrying his child. As the door closed, Jayden pulled up a chair beside Eva's bed and sighed, running a hand through his hair. The room was filled with an awkward silence, broken only by the sound of Eva's steady breathing. Jayden couldn't escape the complexity of the situation, the tangled web of emotions that surrounded their unconventional relationship.
"You really know how to complicate things, Eva," Jayden muttered, his eyes fixed on her peaceful yet vulnerable expression. "I never signed up for this, but here we are."
In the quiet of the room, Jayden couldn't escape the realization that, despite his initial reluctance and resentment, a sense of fatherhood had started to grow within him. The responsibility for the life growing inside Eva was undeniable, and as he watched over her, a protective instinct he never knew he had surfaced. As the night unfolded, Jayden sat by Eva's side, a silent guardian in the midst of the storm. The room was filled with the weight of their shared history, the decisions that led them to this point, and the uncertain future that awaited them. In the hours that followed, Jayden grappled with conflicting emotions, wondering how a situation that once seemed so distant had now become an inseparable part of his reality. The night wore on, and as the first light of dawn crept through the window, Jayden found himself still seated by Eva's bedside. The room held a quiet tension, a reflection of the tangled emotions that lingered between them. The journey ahead was uncertain, and the path to understanding and acceptance seemed daunting.