ALICE
The two weeks passed in a flurry of activity. As soon as Gideon called Dr. Hallaway, telling him about our consent to the surgery, the doctor requested us to bring Nico to the hospital for tests and other medical stuff.
In those two weeks, we made numerous trips to the hospital, getting all sorts of crazy tests done.
Then, four days ago, Dr. Hallaway told us to get Nico admitted to the hospital and to proceed with payment for the surgery, which cost me around twenty thousand pounds. And now, tomorrow was the day Nico would finally have his surgery.
âWhat time are we going to go see Nico?â I asked Gideon.
âAs soon as we have lunch, weâll go see Nico,â he replied with a smile.
I nodded, but my heart didnât relax. I wanted to go to my brother. Who knew how he would be feeling all alone in the hospital? Kieran was with him, but I would feel better knowing I was with my brother.
He had called me an hour ago, asking when I was going to come, and I just told him I would see him soon.
After so many years, so many dreadful hospital visits, the day had finally arrived when Nico would have his surgery.
Now, if all went well and Nicoâs surgery was a success, he would be able to live his life without the fear of heart failure, and he could finally plan to be a doctor.
Iâd make sure to send him to a medical college with some of the remaining money, and I would get a job as well so we could live well. Nico and I just needed to get through tomorrow.
âCan we have lunch early today?â I queried, eager to go to the hospital.
Gideon gave me a look that told me he understood the reason for my restlessness. Closing the file he was holding in his hands, he made his way over to me.
Taking hold of my shoulders, Gideon turned me to face him, giving my shoulders a reassuring squeeze and pecking my cheek.
âNico is fine, little peach. Kieran is with him, and trust me, he is keeping an eye on your brother. So trust me and trust Kieran, and weâll go see your brother after a couple of hours. Itâs midday right now, and at exactly 2:00 p.m., weâll go to the hospital, okay?â He pecked my forehead and gave me a warm hug.
âOkay, itâs justâ¦Iâm so nervous. I never thought that Nico would get his surgery and have his heart fixed, and now that he is getting surgery and there is a strong possibility that heâll be all right, and I justâ¦â My hand clutched my necklace tightly.
âI know, little dove, I know,â Gideon muttered, running his hand through my hair.
âThank you so much, Gideon. You have done so much for Nico and me. I can never repay you.â I looked up at him.
âYou know you can ask me for anything, anything at all, and Iâll give it to you. Iâll give you not one but ten babies if itâs what you want. Honestly, Gideon, you just have to tell me what you want or need from me, and Iâll give it to you without hesitation,â I stated with sincerity.
âReally? I might hold you to your promise, little fairy,â Gideon told me, caressing my cheek.
I smiled as my heart skipped a beat. âThatâs why I made this promise. I want you to hold me to it.â
Gideon gave me one of those cryptic looks, the one which told me nothing except that he might be thinking hard and deep about something. Kissing my lips, Gideon lightly pinched my cheek and exited the bedroom.
Sighing, I plopped onto the bed, my anxiety reaching new heights. I knew Kieran was keeping an eye on my brother, not to mention there were numerous doctors at the hospital who could take care of my brother much better than I could, but I just couldnât relax knowing that I wasnât with my brother.
When my eyes flitted to the clock, I couldnât help but glare at the stupid ticking machine. The clock read 12:10 p.m., the second hour moving with excruciating slowness.
No matter how much I willed the machine to move faster, it continued at its snail's pace, making me growl in annoyance.
After taking a few deep breaths, I ventured out of my room and into the kitchen. My foul mood only increased when I saw Helga cutting fruit on the counter.
I needed time to move faster, and the only way to do that was to distract myself. So, I was going to cook something, and I didnât care if anybody had a problem with it.
âYouâre not supposed to be here, Mrs. Maslow,â Helga stated, coming to stand in front of me.
âHelga, I want to cook, so please get out of my way.â If this woman didnât behave, then I wasnât going to either.
âMr. Maslow has not given you permission to enter the kitchen,â she said.
âI donât need his permission. Get out of my way,â I gritted out.
âIf you do not leave this kitchen, I will have no choice but to go to Mr. Maslow,â she threatened, but what she didnât know was that she could go to the queen herself and I still wouldnât leave the kitchen.
I wanted to cook, and I was bloody well going to!
âFine, go ahead,â I said, pushing past her. I made my way to the counter to cook. And when the kitchen door closed behind me, I sighed in relief. Finally, the evil witch was gone.
Taking out a bunch of ingredients from the large pantry, I took a few minutes to think about what I wanted to cook. Finally, I decided to go with Chinese rice with chicken-almond curry.
Quickly chopping up the vegetables, I set about to make lunch.
Throughout the time I was in the kitchen, I didnât see Helga. It was nice not seeing the evil hag, and I finished preparing my meal in no time.
I didnât care if Gideon did not like me working in the kitchen, I needed a distraction, and no amount of books or even Lily could distract me from my brotherâs impending surgery. Nothing could, except cooking.
After I was done, I headed out of the kitchen toward the dining room with my rice and curry in hand. Placing the dishes carefully on the table, I sat down in my designated spot and waited for Gideon to join me.
I didnât have to wait long. After twenty minutes, Gideon entered the dining room and sat down in his usual spot. I waited to see if he would say something about me going into the kitchen, but he remained quiet, for a little while.
âHelga told me you were cooking lunch. Is it true?â Gideon asked.
âYes, I needed to distract myself, so I cooked lunch. You donât have to eat it if you donât want to,â I replied.
Just then Helga entered, followed by a couple of other maids holding a bunch of dishes. As soon as Helga put the dish of food in front of Gideon, he spoke up.
âThank you, Helga, but today, Iâll be eating what Alice made. You can take this back,â he told her.
Helga shot me a glare but didnât say anything, just nodded and exited the dining room. I couldnât help the smile that stretched across my face.
I thought Gideon would not eat what I made, but heâd rejected Helgaâs cooking over mine. Maybe Gideon was being my friend, or maybe he wanted to see how I cooked.
Whatever his reason was, I was glad that, for once, heâd favored me over Helga.
âYou really want to eat what I made?â I couldnât help the happiness dripping from my words.
âYes, I want to see how my wife cooks. If your food is really delicious, Iâll have to ban you from cooking in this place,â Gideon stated.
âWhy would you ban me if my food is delicious?â I questioned with a frown.
âBecause I donât want to get used to your cooking. It would be awful if I get addicted to your food and then you leave,â he responded, filling his plate with rice and curry.
I chuckled. âYou donât have to worry about that. Iâm your friend now. Iâll stay with you forever. Maybe not under the same roof, but Iâll be your friend forever, and Iâll cook you stuff,â I said.
As soon as Gideon took the first bite, he closed his eyes and moaned out loud. The sound had me blushing and my core tightening. It was so erotic.
I smiled as I saw him chewing and swallowing the first bite, his eyes still closed.
âThatâs it, you are officially banned from cooking,â Gideon stated, taking another mouthful of the rice and curry.
âThe good ban or the bad ban?â I inquired, wanting to know if he liked what I cooked or not.
âThe good ban, definitely the good ban. You have magic in your hands. This is truly delicious, little peach,â he complimented.
âThank you so much. Iâm glad you like it,â I told him.
âI should thank you for cooking me this delicious meal.â He smiled and continued eating.
Grabbing the spoon, I put some rice and curry on my plate. After taking a few bites, I resumed the conversation.
âGideon, can we stay the night at the hospital, since tomorrow is Nicoâs surgery?â I inquired.
Gideon shook his head in response. âIâm sorry, little dove, but we canât; I have a very important meeting tomorrow, and I need a good nightâs sleep,â he said.
âYou mean, you wonât be there with me tomorrow?â My heart sunk as I realized I would be alone while my brother was in the OR. âDonât say that, Gideon. You have to be there tomorrow, please,â I pleaded.
âSorry, little fairy, but this meeting is very important. I canât cancel,â he responded, looking guilty.
My subconscious reprimanded me. ~Why are you acting all needy?! You have been alone your whole life. You have dealt with horrifying things all alone, so why are you begging him to be there for you?!~
~You are strong. Plus, donât bother him. He has more important things to do than hold your hand while the doctors operate on your brother. Heâs already done so much for you. Be thankful to him.~
âItâs okay. I understand. Your work is more important,â I said.
âThank you. If youâre done eating, should we go to the hospital?â Gideon queried.
I nodded and stood up. âYes, Iâm ready. Letâs go.â Taking Gideonâs hand, I led him out of the house. Just one more day, and then Nico would be with me.
***
Yesterday passed by in a blur. When we arrived at the hospital, I spent five hours with Nico while Gideon was busy talking on his cell phone or to his brothers.
Brenton had come to visit Nico, along with Mr. Maslow, Gideonâs father. They had brought balloons and a couple of stuffed bears for Nico, who couldnât stop smiling the whole time.
Usually kids are afraid of hospitals but not my brother; he was so excited that he would be getting his surgery he couldnât stop talking about it.
Due to his immense knowledge on the heart, he asked the doctors a lot of questions, resulting in the doctors asking me if he really was only ten years old.
Today was the day that Nicoâs and my life would change once again. Today my brother was going to get a new life and would be able to look forward to a future where he would be helping people.
I had barely slept last night. If it werenât for Gideon and his meeting I wouldnât have returned from the hospital.
But Gideon was my husband, and I had to be a good wife to him, so I had left my brother and come back with my husband.
âCan you please hand me my coat, little peach?â Gideon requested.
Grabbing his coat, I helped Gideon slide it on, my mind thinking about Nicoâs surgery, which was due to take place in two hours. I was glad I didnât have to make breakfast for Gideon because I was in no condition to cook.
âHey.â Gideon cupped my chin. âStop this. I promise you Nico is going to be fine. He has the best doctors looking after him, okay?â He kissed me tenderly.
I nodded and smiled at him, but my mind was still thinking about Nico. âAll the best for your meeting. Have a good day,â I said to him.
âLetâs go. We donât want to be late,â Gideon stated, and together we both left the castle to go to our different places.
Once Gideon dropped me off at the hospital, he kissed me deeply and told me to stay strong and to think positive. He then slid inside the car and went to work, while I made my way into the hospital.
âHey, Nic, how are you?â I said as soon as I entered Nicoâs room to see Dr. Hallaway and a few nurses.
âAlice, Iâm going to have my surgery in a little while,â he stated with a grin.
âYes you will.â I turned to Dr. Hallaway. âAre you taking him for surgery now?â I inquired, seeing the nurses beginning to wheel the bed out of the room.
âYes, weâre taking him for surgery now. The surgery is going to take a little while, and if all goes well, Nico will have a normal functioning heart by the end of this day,â Dr. Hallaway told me with a warm smile.
âThis surgery is going to be a success, right?â My anxiety was back full force, my fingers tangling in my necklace once again.
âWe have high hopes for this surgery. There is a strong possibility that Nico will make it out of this surgery with a fully functioning heart. You just pray and let us do our work, okay?â
Dr. Hallaway squeezed my shoulder in assurance. I nodded, and he exited the room with me following behind.
I made my way to the front of the gurney to talk to Nico. âHey, buddy, you ready for this?â I held his hand, comforting myself with the warmth of his hand.
âYes, no more vegetables and TV for me, after today, I am going to school and play outside!â Nico exclaimed.
It was all that was said between us. The nurses took Nico inside the OR area, and I was left to wait outside. As soon as the doors closed, I closed my eyes and held on to my necklace, praying for my brother.
I just wished that Nico came back to me and wouldnât leave me like everyone else had.
Oh God, please save my brother.