The loud sound of metal crashing against metal echoed through the busy street.A black sedan had just hit another car from behind, sending a few startled pedestrians jumping to the side.The driver of the front car slammed the door open and stepped out, his face red with anger. “Are you blind or what?” he shouted, walking toward the car that hit him.The other driver quickly stepped out too, looking nervous. “I’m really sorry,” he said, raising his hands. “You stopped too suddenly. You should check your back before you hit the brakes like that.”The first man scoffed, his voice sharp and full of pride. “Watch my back? You think this is my fault? Do you even know how to drive?” He looked at the damage on his expensive car and shook his head in disbelief. “Can you even afford this car you just scratched?”The second driver’s jaw tightened. “I said I’m sorry. It was an accident. You don’t need to insult me.”But the first man wasn’t done. He stepped closer, pointing a finger at the other

Karvel walked down the hallway, his footsteps echoing softly on the tiled floor. It was already late in the afternoon, and the building was quiet. Most of the employees were either finishing their reports or preparing to leave for the day. The air smelled faintly of coffee, paper, and perfume the usual scent of the office.He stepped inside, what he saw made him stop.Right near the corner by the counter, Morrison and Florida were locked in a kiss. It wasn’t a light kiss, it was heated, desperate, the kind that clearly didn’t belong in a workplace. Their hands were tangled together, and for a moment it looked like they had forgotten where they were.Karvel stood there, frozen in surprise. His eyebrows lifted, and a small, amused smirk formed on his lips.“You should at least wait until you get home,” Karvel said calmly, his voice breaking the silence. “This is still a company, not your living room.”The sound of his voice made both of them jump apart like lightning had struck between

A black car drove quickly into the hospital compound and stopped near the emergency ward. The door opened, and Margaret stepped out, holding her handbag tightly. They had rushed over the moment they got the call.“What happened to Emily?” Daniel asked as he came around to help his grandmother walk faster. His face was pale, worry written all over it.Margaret held his arm tightly. “They said she was in some kind of fight at school,” she said in a trembling voice. “She pushed another girl. The child hit her head.”Daniel frowned deeply. “That doesn’t sound like Emily. She’s such a gentle child. Are they sure?”“That’s what her mother said,” Margaret replied. Her steps were slow but steady. “Let’s just find them first.”They entered the hospital lobby. The air smelled like disinfectant. People walked in and out — nurses, doctors, parents holding children.At the reception desk, a nurse looked up politely. “Good afternoon, how can I help you?”“We’re looking for Emily Thomas,” Daniel sa

"Here you go." the doctor said handing over a file to Karvel. he opened it gently, and a little smile escape his mouth. "congratulations sir." the doctor said and brought his hand forward for an hand shake. "Thank you." his eyes were still on the file Karvel could not stop smiling as he walked through the quiet hospital corridor. seems like the news had hit him like a soft breeze — gentle but powerful. His wife was pregnant. The doctor’s words kept echoing in his head, making his heart swell with joy. For a moment, he had forgotten all the pain, the anger, and the recent troubles that had surrounded their lives.He stopped outside Elena's hospital room, holding the medical file tightly in his hands. He took a deep breath before entering. Elena looked peaceful. Her eyes were closed, her breathing soft and steady. She was still asleep after all the stress she had been through. Karvel’s heart softened at the sight.He quietly walked to her bed, placed the file on the table beside her

Robert sat in the living room, scrolling through his phone, but his mind wasn’t really there. When the door finally opened, Robert looked up quickly.Margret walked in, dressed neatly as always, but there was something different about her face. She looked tired, her eyes carrying a strange emptiness. She tried to walk past him, but Robert stood up, blocking her path.“Mother,” he said firmly. “Where have you been since yesterday?”Margret stopped and looked at him, surprised by his tone. She forced a small smile, pretending to sound casual. “I was on a business trip, dear. I forgot to tell you guys.”Robert frowned. He didn’t believe her. His mother was a lot of things, but forgetful wasn’t one of them.“Business trip?” he repeated. “But at least you could have—”Before he could finish, she cut him off sharply.“But what, Robert?” Her voice was cold now. “See, it’s time you start living like a man. Stop following me around like a dog. I raised you to be strong, not to act like a pet