2nd. Season -
The quiet corridor, Lane sat anxiously on a chair in the waiting room, clutching her hands tightly as she awaited the results of the examination. Xavier and Alison sat beside her, and their expressions were equally worried.
Alison patted Lane's shoulder, comforting him, "Lane, don't worry. I believe Carlyle will be alright."
Lane nodded with a haggard expression.
Xavier suddenly remembered something and asked, "Alison, Give Kaiden a ring. We've found Carlyle, so he and Gareth can breathe easy now."
"I already texted Gareth. They know Carlyle is in the hospital," Alison replied.
"Alright." Finding Carlyle was a relief.
Lane looked at them and said, "Xavier, you should go pick up Leo. I'll stay here and wait."
Alison looked at him with a hint of worry in her eyes, "Are you sure you're up for it?"
Lane nodded reassuringly, "Sis, I got this."
The three of them rose from their seats. Xavier fixed Lane with a determined gaze, saying, "Lane, let's go pick up Leo. And if there's any change with Carlyle, just give us a heads up."
Lane replied quickly, "Okay."
After they left, Lane was once again engulfed in fear. He was terrified of losing Carlyle. He had realized he loved her deeply. From that night in the bar when they first met, in less than a month, they'd only seen each other five times. Yet they had made love, looking into each other's eyes and s, confirming that they were each other's true loves. That was what love was all about!
Just then, Lane heard voices outside the waiting room. He could discern the voices – it was Carlyle's ex-boyfriend, Declan, talking with his sister, Fiona.
Lane listened quietly.
Fiona was pulling Declan's hand, saying, "Brother, let's go. We shouldn't bother Carlyle anymore. Let her live her life in peace."
"At least let me know if Carlyle is okay," Declan pleaded, his voice choked with emotion.
"Declan, let Carlyle go already. Haven't you done enough damage? Remember five years ago? You went to her boss's birthday party, got jealous, and fought with her on the way home. You lost it and hit her in the car. That's why she broke up with you. Then you tried to get revenge and almost killed someone else by mistake. Do you get how close you came to committing a serious crime? You're lucky it didn't happen, or you'd regret it for the rest of your life!"
"Fiona, I really love Carlyle, I love her so much!" Declan cried.
"Bro, the way you're loving her is all wrong. Your presence just makes her hate and fear you even more. Is that really what you want? Plus, Carlyle has someone else in her life now."
Declan's jealousy and anger flared up at the mention of Lane. "That guy doesn't love Carlyle. He's just using her. He's already married in Rome. Did you know she was so heartbroken last night that she ran into traffic in the rain? If I hadn't saved her, she'd be dead!" He collapsed to the ground, crying, "She'd be dead..."
Fiona knelt beside him, saying, "Brother, you saved Carlyle last night, but you almost killed her just now! We can all see that Carlyle really loves Lane. Let her go and let her be happy. Come on, let me take you to see a therapist so you can get your emotions under control. I know you can find your own happiness too."
Declan seemed swayed by his sister's words. "Fiona, can I really forget Carlyle?"
Fiona stood up and pulled Declan to his feet. "Bro, maybe forgetting someone isn't easy, but time will help. And Carlyle doesn't love you. That's a fact, you know it, right? Let's go home. Stop bothering her. How about we go back to the countryside to visit Mom and Dad? After some time away, you'll feel better."
"Thanks." Declan's emotions had gradually calmed down, and he was starting to take in what Fiona was saying.
As their footsteps faded away, Lane covered his face with his hands, sobbing painfully. He had heard every word of the conversation outside. The truth was...
Just then, the door to the examination room suddenly opened, and the emergency doctor stepped out, asking, "Are you a relative of Carlyle?"
Lane stood up and looked at the doctor, saying, "Yes, I'm her boyfriend."
