I grabbed a jacket with me and asked one of the drivers to take me to the Archer hospital because the weather was a little chilly outside. M-most City’s well-known thoroughfares were all located in close proximity to where the hospital was located. I rushed inside and was greeted by my father-in-law and Zion’s grandparents. Grandma was sobbing, but as soon as she noticed me, she wiped her eyes dry and turned away, as if to force herself to stop sobbing. I could see and feel the sadness in everyone’s eyes as they kept staring at the white door before them. Shortly after my arrival, Mishka and Lucas also arrived. If I claim that I am aware of the emotions I am experiencing right now, I would be lying. Despite the fact that I despise my husband for what he did, I am happy that he was able to get our daughter back. At this very moment, many thoughts are going through my head. Why, of all the things in the world, didn’t Kelly request that Zion and I go our separate ways so that she might finally fulfill her lifelong dream of being Lady Archer? What prompted her to make such a quick request to sleep with Zion?
No, no, it can’t be. No!
I yelled at the back of my head, “It can’t be!” I truly can’t able to withstand one more blow. No, I really can’t. Kelly has taken too much from me. I was a total disaster. I was completely oblivious to Mishka’s approach and couldn’t even hear her.
“You okay?”
“Mishka, I truly don’t know how I feel about any of this. I just don’t know how I feel. I have never, not even in my wildest dreams, considered the possibility that my husband would cheat on me in such a way.”
“Maya, you know I will always tell you the truth right now.” She paused what she was doing and stared at me. “At this very moment, you are acting in an irrational manner. It is true that a husband and wife share a special link and certain boundaries that should never be violated, but despite the fact that your husband made the noble decision to make a sacrifice in order to save your daughter, you are holding him responsible for the situation. Have you taken a look at your daughter, the bruises, and everything? Are you seriously going to put a dick first before your family?”
“Simply said, it’s not easy. Zion is the subject of universal praise for his role as a doting spouse. Nobody is concerned about how I am feeling.” I blurted out.
“I am not asking you to forget what happened, Maya. I am asking you to consider how Zion felt when the only option to save his daughter was to sleep with the woman he hated. It is pretty obvious that it didn’t go well since Kelly saw the need to drug him.” I cried my eyes out, unsure of how I should feel. Zion could have listened to me, but he made the decision not to do so instead.
“Just be there for your husband; wait for him to wake up so he can explain everything. You are being too quick to judge him. By the look of things, Zion might not even know what happened to him.”
Even though Mishka was correct about many things, I still can’t bring myself to accept the fact that my spouse had sexual relations with another woman. That is just extremely difficult to comprehend. The one person who might be able to explain what took place to me is currently unconscious, but the good news is that I have my daughter back. What kind of test is this? I know that married life isn’t always supposed to be a bed of roses, but why should I be put through this? I listened as Mishka murmured something to Lucas and saw as he responded by nodding his head as she approached him. I watch them both leave and then come back after a few minutes with coffee in their hands.
I mumbled to myself, ‘My head aches,’ as I held my head in my palm to soothe the searing agony that was thumping about in the walls of my skull. “My head hurts,” I repeated. “My head hurts.”
‘Damn headache!’ I yelled that at the back of my throbbing skull. The upbeat tone of Mishka’s voice brought me back to the heartbreaking truth.
“Here, have this!” I smiled and shook my head.
“Zion could have loved it if you were eating something.”
My eyes immediately began to well up with tears the moment the name of my husband was mentioned. Can I still do anything for him like I used to?
“Earth to Maya,” Mishka yelled. “You lost track of time.” A curious expression appeared on her face as she cocked her head to the side and looked at me. “Are you thinking about Kelly even now, or have you moved on?” I gave her a polite nod, but she scoffed. “Maya, you are a mother now and you have a responsibility, but you seem to forget that it’s no longer about you and Zion now. There are three youngsters who unanimously think that their parents are the most wonderful individuals on the face of the planet. If I were in Zion’s shoes to save my daughter, I could have done it. That proves that the man would do anything for his family, but now I’m worried about you, Maya. Can you do anything for your family? Were you willing to sit back and watch your daughter being tortured because you couldn’t stand to see Zion with another woman? Answer me, Maya. You seem to be blaming Zion as if he had a choice. Do you have any idea how many times they attempted to track down the bitch? Kelly had a backup plan, so it was impossible to track her down. Kelly is a malignant narcissist and a psychopath. Zion was a man who had everything to lose, but she was a woman who had nothing to lose. What you are doing at this very moment is not acceptable. You hold him responsible for the fact that he saved his daughter. Think about it. Here, take this.” She added as she put the coffee in my hand while doing so.
The doctor arrived just as Mishka was handing me the coffee, and I was getting ready to take a sip of it when he did. He appeared to be really worn out. Everyone made a beeline for the location of the doctor. Additionally, he was dripping with sweat.
“I need a member of the family to sign these documents for me. Mr. Archer isn’t responding to treatment as it seems like whatever we are giving him is just triggering the drug. Despite the fact that he is unconscious, he has been vomiting blood.”
I felt numb. As I looked at the doctor’s expression, my hands were shaking and I tried to make sense of what he was saying. After that, he went on to say,
“Mr. Archer has a low chance of survival. We are exerting all of our efforts to put a halt to the bloody vomiting.” I took a peek at the paper he was presently concentrating on. As soon as I grasped the papers, I felt a shiver go through my entire body. With hands that were shaking, I raised my head to meet that of his grandparents and his father because I didn’t want to sign anything without getting their permission first. Even though he is now my husband, I will always think of him as my son and my grandson to them. They all showed their approval by nodding in unison. The familiar sensation of tears welling up in my eyes returned. Even though my hand was shaking, I could feel the palm of another hand lightly brushing against mine. I turned to look at the owner. It was my sister Ivy. She exhibited signs of fright. Her eyes were glassy, but I could tell that she was merely trying to be brave for me despite the fact that they were shaking. I was about to sign the document when I heard a voice that stopped me. I had my hand raised.
“Doctor! We need you inside! We are losing the patient!” The doctor rushed inside. I attempted to pursue him, but Zion’s father intervened and stopped me.
He can’t do this to me. Please don’t do this to me, Zion.
After five minutes, I clasped my hands together, and the same doctor emerged from the room.
“Doctor, I beg you, please reassure me that he will be alright,” I mumbled something as I inched closer to him, and my stomach dropped when I noticed that he was drawing a deep breath and slowly shaking his head.
“I’m really sorry…”