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Blurb: Standing her ground, Amelia is held in a tight spot as she's helplessly confused and worried; her life is about to take a new and challenging turn; is she ready for what's coming? She makes a bold vow to her dying sister to marry her husband and safeguard her child. But against what? Her legs are worn, and she's sweating not because of physical fatigue but due to the level of fear; despite her fear, she questions whether the Loughtry family will embrace her as their new daughter-in-law, given her love for Dennis, the younger brother of her sister's husband. How will she navigate life in the Loughtry mansion, not as Dennis' wife, but as his sister-in-law? She's aware of the gravity of the decision she's making, moreover, her family is putting immense pressure to fulfill her sister's dying wish Fergus easily agrees to marry without a fight; she wonders why he easily agrees. Will she be able to protect her young nephew and from what? And what will happen when she finds out that her sister was in an intimate relationship with Dennis before she died?
Chapter 1 (Dying wish)
A month ago...........
The sun cast a warm glow into the hospital room, illuminating the pale figure of Blair as she lay on the bed, her face now strained and devoid of its former vibrancy.
A nurse had just finished administering an injection, and as Blair turned her gaze towards her little sister, Amelia, she summoned a weak smile despite the evident pain etched on her face.
Tears welled in Amelia's eyes as she reached out to grasp Blair's hand, the air heavy with unspoken words and unshed tears as the two sisters shared a poignant moment of silent understanding in the room.
Amelia watches her sister groan in pain as she stares at her with tears rolling down her eyes and she feels so sorry for her sister, just then she reaches out her right hand slowly and gently toward Amelia
"Amelia, give me your hand," Blair murmured weakly as she tightly held her sister's hands. "I'm sure nothing will happen to you," reassured Amelia; Blair had given birth, but now she's not in a stable condition.
"W-Will you promise to take care of my baby and love him like your own, please?" Blair's voice trembled as she struggled to speak, her condition visibly worsening. Amelia, overwhelmed with fear for her sister, could hardly find her voice amidst her tears.
She shook her head in denial, refusing to acknowledge the possibility of losing her sister.
"There's no need for that because you will be here to take care and love him Blair," Amelia insisted, her heart breaking at the thought of losing her strong and healthy sister. Feeling helpless, she promised Blair that she would do anything to ease her distress and prayed for her recovery. Yet Blair's next request caught her off guard.
"Will you marry my husband and protect him?" Blair's unexpected words left Amelia stunned. "No, Blair, how can you ask me such a thing? You will be fine, please stop saying things like that," Amelia implored, unable to contain her tears. But Blair was persistent and desperate to get her sister to agree to her plea and comply with her demands.
"Don't pretend like you're blind to how weak I have become, dear sister. Don't act like you don't know that I might not be able to raise my child. Do not act like you don't know that the chances of me reuniting with my family are slim," Blair's desperate pleas filled the room, her weakened state adding to the gravity of the situation.
"Please, fulfill your only sister's dying wish and do not leave me with this pain of knowing that I will leave my child without protection and care. He's my child," Blair's voice quivered with emotion as she turned to Amelia, seeking reassurance amidst her fear.
"Blair, please, listen to me. Nothing is going to happen to you; everything will be fine," Amelia fervently tried to console her sister, yet Blair's distress was palpable as she continued to plead with her.
"Please, Amelia, I would not have asked you this if I didn't know you were capable of it. There are people out there who wish to hurt me. They will target me through my child. You're the only one I can trust to protect him with everything you have. Please, Amelia, do not leave me to die with the thought that my child is not safe. She continued even though her deteriorating condition stopped her from speaking.
"Please marry my husband and take on the role of his mother. Protect him no matter what. Then I can leave this world knowing that my child is in the safe hands of my sister. Promise me that you will take care of my child like your own. Promise me that you won't let harm come to him. Promise me that you will protect him even if it means risking everything. Please do not leave my child alone in this world. I beg you, Amelia. Don't let these people hurt him. I beg you, please," Blair said desperately
"I promise you, Blair, I will take care of your baby please stop talking, I will protect him at all costs, and I will sure make no harm will come to me please"
Amelia assured her as fear tightened its grip on Amelia's heart as she clasped her sister's hand tightly, making a solemn vow to protect her sister's child at any cost. Overwhelmed by her love for her sister, she committed to fulfilling Blair's dying wish, promising to care for her son as her own.
"Thank you so much, Amelia, thank you so......,.
Blair's words grew increasingly urgent as her breath quickened
Mrs. Fraser, followed by the doctor, entered the room, prompting everyone else to leave. After a solemn moment, the doctor broke the devastating news: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fraser, we lost her."
Amelia's world shattered as the weight of her promise to her deceased sister settled upon her. Bound by her vow and driven by her love for Blair.
Everything happening was confusing to Amelia. What will happen now?Amelia asked no one in particular, she was left to navigate uncharted waters. As she grappled with the sudden loss.
The nurse brought in the newborn baby, and Mrs. Fraser carefully placed the infant in Amelia's arms. As the baby's cries filled the room, Amelia held him close, her heart heavy with grief and her mind consumed by the weight of the promise she had made to her beloved sister.
"Ohh, look at that. Do you see he already loves you as his new mother? Now it would be easy to fulfill the promise you made to your sister," Mrs Fraser said as Amelia stood in total confusion as to how she became aware of what transpired between her and Blair.
"What promise, and how come you are aware of the promise that I made to Blair's mom? You were not in the room at that time, so how did you come to know about it, Mom?
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