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Chapter 3 Blood on my hands

Word Count: 1203    |    Released on: 10/06/2026

em's

en on my side. No

her, that my birth was the reason she died. I never saw her face, never heard her voice,

my father died

er. She was the only one who stayed. The only one wh

strong spine, teaching me how to survive

atched me turn pain into ambition, grief into fire. Now

decisions shaped futures.Y

a shadow, like a shi

found out I had Cancer. Brain c

miracle treatment and no false hope. Chemot

filled with hospital smells a

ought about m

d to stay. I wanted to protect her from another loss. Still, I refused treatment. It woul

y throat, numbed my thoughts and blurred my judgment. I p

pened too fast. I lost con

oment, I felt suffocated as I sa

pital chair. I sucked in deep breaths trying to calm myself but the ling

he innocent gi

s the reality sank deeper, hit

done? The question echoed endlessly in my m

through, his gentle voice rang o

with th

head slowl

a word?" A

ike a puppet, respond

one saw you that would ruin your whole life and not

on his words. My jaw tightened. I hissed softly and nodded

fraid she sustained a huge injury in her brain and this could ma

st tig

The words slip

she was involved in an accident befo

fr

beeping machines, the footsteps in t

ce came out calm, too calm fo

Then look for a way to reach out to her family." Austin placed his han

My head fell into my palms. It felt like my

and ran into my car. I hissed bitterly, trying

eat beside me. "How ab

athless laugh,

onths left to live I'm good I can't wait to die." I s

fully, trying to lighten the mome

eded in the emergency

hen things got heavy. I slapped it away gently, n

some movements caught my

e. Her breath was uneven as she reached me, her ha

ntly, inspecting my face

as sh

ur mother if anything happened to y

t killed a freak who ran into my car" The w

er eyes searched

oosing silen

chest again, holding me like I was still a child. She w

ody hands, something shattered inside me. I wanted to te

coul

ready left her. Her husband, her chil

as all I

hould compensate her." her v

holding her hands

ever. And I couldn't tell

ed my mind, dark, de

ave left, the child would be born, a replica of me so grand

my chest, heavy but

y, but it sound

y quest

d enough to carry the

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