The heat of his body pressed against her and the warmth from his breath tickled her ear.

“Are you scared?” he asked.

His hot breath lingered near her ear, making her shiver and scared to speak. Dolores Flores sensed that the man was holding himself back, his deep voice thick with desire. “It’s still not too late to change your mind.”

Dolores clenched her fists and shook her head nervously. “No, I want this.”

She was in the prime of her life. And yet…

The man leaned forward and his lips brushed the side of her neck. “Good.”

*****

Her night was long and excruciating.

When the man finally got up and went to the bathroom in the latter half of the night, Dolores dragged her exhausted body out of bed. She struggled into her clothes and walked out of the room without a second glance.

The middle-aged woman who introduced Dolores to the business sat on a sofa in the hotel lobby. Seeing Dolores exiting the elevator, the woman stood and handed Dolores a black plastic bag.

“Here’s your payment.”

Without more than a second’s hesitation, Dolores snatched the bag out of the woman’s hand. Giving a curt nod in thanks, Dolores hurried out of the hotel, having forgotten the pain she felt in the lower half of her body. She only wanted to reach the hospital as fast as possible.

The sky was just beginning to show the first rays of light, and the hospital hallway was quiet. Two stretchers were sitting outside of the operating room. Since the two hadn’t the money upfront for the operation, the bodies on the stretchers were still waiting outside, needing a miracle.

Dolores’s heart ached as she approached the two of them.

Please save my mom and brother…” she pleaded, handing the money in the bag to

he was certain all the money

Dolores grabbed the doctor’s arms and pleaded to him. “What about my brother? Please save

sorry; it’s already too late to save

someone had taken a searing hot blade, stabbed her in

ago, when Dolores was ten, her father cheated and abandoned his wife and daughter. He sent them to a foreign strange country, not even caring that his wife was pregnant with their second

harder, though Dolores loved her brother too much to care. She and her mother worked odd jobs to make ends meet, and then a car accident had taken everything Dolores loved in an instant, leaving her alone

would become hysteric. For some, the pain would only make them feel uncomfortable and perhaps make it difficult to breathe. For others, it might only make them feel the sky looked gloomy, yet they only had to accept

recovered. However, upon discovering the death of her son, she had gone crazy. It was Dolores who hugged

here, please live

at the edge of her bed. Dolores knew she missed her son. If it wasn’t for Dolores, Jessica might have already followed Dolores’ brother to the

school, but

*****

had been eight years, she still remembered watching her father forcing her mother to sign the divorce papers. After sending them here, he had never once visited them. So why

like sisters back then. You even promised to let your child marry hers

about Matthew Nelson, are you?” Jessica asked, cutting

nothing more than to hit the man, paying no mind to her wound Had he lost his mind? First, he dumped her and her daughter

and you know their

seen pictures of Matthew in the news and knew he had a dignifying and charming look. However, he had recently been bitten by a venomous snake while on a business trip abroad and was paralyzed. Because of his condition, he could no longer take care of

the door open, her forgotten bag of food still in her hand. “I’ll do it,” she said, her appearance startling the two before her.

at his daughter whom he hadn’t seen for

had pale skin and she was extremely underweight. Her face seemed small, like she was being pulled into herself. She seemed as if her body hadn’t been able to

she was not that good-looking; it wasn’t too bad to let her marry a cripple who couldn’t have sex. Having thought of this, his guilt vanished

then out

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255