Differences

Chapter 49 - Juliet

New Chapter!!! 📢📣📢

Info: This chapter as well as the next chapter will be in different character POVs for reasons you will find out (or maybe its already obvious), so please read the chapter title. In this chapter, it will explore the viewpoint of Luke's mother Juliet. 🌲🌳🌲

Will she be able to redeem her loving mother title? Time for you to judge.

Without a further ado, enjoy your reading time.
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It's been over a whole day since Luke was out of surgery. And yet, he was still laying still, unconscious, lifeless.

The day I was born into this world, the day I chose to marry into this family, I knew I would have to deal with these situation on a constant basis. But it had never failed to make me feel like a failure of a mother. It was not right for my son or any of my children to have to endure and suffer these kind of consequences.

But this was just the way this world operated.

It was a constant Russian roulette of life and death.

What was bothering me and heightening my anxiety was that Alaina hadn't answered any of my calls or anyone's call for the last 38 hours. And the unsettling thing was, she was very prompt with taking calls. I knew I had dismissed her harshly, and unlike Ash who believes Alaina was the cause of Luke's injuries, I knew she was not at fault.

A girl like her would never be the cause of such disaster. There was too much kindness, softness, and most importantly love in those eyes. Love for Luke. Perhaps even love for this family.

She was a delicate child, in severe need of much love from anyone and everyone, but in that moment I couldn't help but have the need to have this time with immediate family members and Ash who was like family ever since he came into our lives.

I was very much at fault for dismissing her. It wasn't right. It was right at all. Luke may have never survived if it wasn't for her.

I had to apologise to her.

She had every right to stay by his side.

And I sent her away. Just like that.

I tried called her at least 20 times in the past two days and so had my husband, Charlotte and even Noah had tried calling her a good handful of times. None of which went through.

Inconveniently, no one was at home right now. But I wasn't about to leave my son's side.

"Ash?", I ask who was sitting opposite me, left side of Luke.

"Yea?" He replies, looking so worn out. Ever since he was little, he was constantly on high alert. That brain of his wouldn't shut off. It was instinct. It was a response to what he had endured at such young age. Something none of us could help or fix.

"Would you mind if you go check on Alaina?"

"Juliet . . .I can't."

"Please. I beg of you. I would send Charlotte or Noah but if, . . . if something was wrong they wouldn't know what to do. Please Ash.", I plead. My brain told me this was probably nothing serious, that she would cope with everything and that things will eventually fall back in its rightful place. But my heart told me otherwise. It was distressed for the unknown.

Silence passes over the two of us. For some unknown reason, he had never liked or trusted Alaina from the very start. He was fiercely loyal and never liked huge changes, but I struggled to understand the exact reason why. So many people entered his life and while it took him some time to adjust, he didn't fuss over it. Not like he did with Alaina.

"Alright, I'll just go and check and then I'll come back right over." He answers, face stiff, but still willing to comply to my request.

"Yes, that'll be great." I say, thankful that he had agreed.

A maternal instinct of mine, was telling me there was something very wrong.

Was it just because it was heightened of Luke's current state? Or was it more than that?

I didn't know and that was the thing that didn't settle well with me.

I just prayed there wasn't more pain to come.