Love Without Bounds (A Collection of Love Stories)

My Gateman and I: Chapter Eight

Days turned into weeks, and my loneliness became a heavy burden. Without Max by my side, the house felt empty and cold. I started to fall sick, my body weakened by the heartache and longing. I had no appetite, and my sleep was disrupted by vivid dreams of Max.

As my condition worsened, I realized I needed help. I couldn't bear the thought of being alone in the house anymore. So, I reluctantly called one of my staff from the company, asking her to come and stay with me. She agreed, and I was grateful for her presence.

But even with her help, my sickness only got worse. My body ached all over, and I couldn't keep down any food. My staff tried to convince me to go to the hospital, but I refused. I was adamant that I only wanted to see Max. I needed him, and no one else would do.

Meanwhile, Max was unaware of my condition. He had switched off his phone and was avoiding me. He was restless and unhappy, unable to shake off the feeling that he had made a mistake by leaving me. But his pride wouldn't let him come back, and he struggled to find a way to move on.

I texted and called him repeatedly, but he didn't respond. I was desperate to reach him, to tell him how much I needed him. But he was gone, and I was left to suffer alone. My staff tried to comfort me, but I was inconsolable. I only wanted Max, and nothing else would do.

As the days passed, my sickness reached a critical point. My staff was worried, and she tried to convince me to go to the hospital again. But I refused, my mind fixed on Max. I knew that only he could make me better, and I was willing to risk everything to see him again.

In my desperation, I called out to him, my voice shaking with tears. "Max, please come back to me. I need you. I can't bear this loneliness anymore." But there was only silence, and I was left to face my darkness alone.

The next day, Max was preparing to travel to another state to process his travel papers. He turned on his phone, intending to finally say goodbye to me, but was met with a flood of messages and missed calls from me. His heart sank as he saw the pictures I had sent, showing my frail and sickly state. The reality of my condition hit him like a ton of bricks, and he felt a wave of guilt wash over him.

He remembered the promise he had made to my late father, to always be there for me, and the weight of that responsibility came crashing down on him. He knew I was the only child, and the thought of losing me was unbearable.

Without hesitation, Max threw his bag aside and hailed a taxi, racing to my house with a sense of urgency. When he arrived, his heart sank further as he saw my staff in tears, and my eyes closed, motionless. He rushed to my side, and his world came crashing down around him.

In a state of panic, Max scooped up my limp body and rushed me to the car, speeding off to the hospital with a sense of desperation. The nurses there quickly assessed my condition, and their somber faces told Max everything he needed to know. I was gone.

Max was consumed by grief, refusing to let the medical staff cover my body. He held on to me, pleading with them to do something, anything, to bring me back. The commotion he caused drew the attention of the head doctor, who came to investigate the scene.

Moved by Max's desperation, the doctor decided to recheck my vital signs, and in a miraculous turn of events, they found a faint pulse. There was still life in me. With renewed hope, the medical team sprang into action, bringing in the necessary equipment to operate on me.

Max watched, his heart in his throat, as the doctors worked tirelessly to save my life. The hours ticked by, and the tension was palpable, but Max never gave up hope. He held on to me, whispering words of encouragement, willing me to come back to him. And then, after what seemed like an eternity, the doctors finally emerged, smiling, with news that I was going to be okay.

Hours passed like days, and I slowly began to regain my strength. The hospital staff kept a close eye on me, monitoring my progress and ensuring that I was on the road to recovery. Max and my staff had spent the night at the hospital, anxiously waiting for news of my condition.

As the morning light crept into my room, I felt a newfound sense of energy and hope. The doctor finally gave Max the okay to visit me, and he rushed to my side, his eyes filled with tears of joy. He embraced me tightly, holding me as if he would never let me go.

"Summer, I'm so sorry for leaving you," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "Please forgive me for my foolishness."

I smiled weakly, my heart overflowing with love for this man. "Max, I forgive you," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. "And I have something important to tell you."

Max looked at me quizzically, his eyes searching mine. "What is it, Summer?"

I took a deep breath, my heart racing with excitement. "I love you, Max. I can't imagine my life without you."

Max's face lit up with joy, and he pulled me into another tight hug. "I love you too, Summer. I promise to never leave your side again."

Days passed, and I continued to recover. Max was by my side every step of the way, nursing me back to health and showering me with love and attention. Finally, the day came when we could leave the hospital behind and start our new life together.

We began dating officially, and our love continued to grow with each passing day. We laughed together, explored new places, and built a life filled with love, joy, and adventure. And eventually, we decided to take the next step and get married.

Our wedding was a beautiful, intimate affair, surrounded by close friends and family. Max looked at me with tears in his eyes as he promised to love and cherish me for the rest of his life. I smiled, my heart overflowing with happiness, knowing that I had found my soulmate in him.

Years passed, and our love continued to flourish. We had our first son, a beautiful baby boy who brought us even closer together. We watched him grow, guiding him through life's ups and downs, and teaching him the importance of love, family, and loyalty.

And as we looked into each other's eyes, we knew that our love would last a lifetime. We had found our happily ever after, and we were grateful for every moment we spent together.

The End...