FATED TO BE YOURS

Chapter 50: Veiled Secrets

As the morning light filtered into the room, Mon stirred awake, reaching out for Sam only to find the other side of the bed empty. Panic flickered in Mon's chest as she frantically called out for Sam, hoping to hear a response echoing back from somewhere within their room.

Mon's voice echoed in the morning air, "Sam? Babe, where are you?" She repeated the call, hoping for a response.

Scouring their room, Mon searched every corner, her anxiety rising with each unanswered call.

Finally, relief washed over her as she caught sight of her beloved standing by the shoreline, the morning light casting a soft glow around her as she hurried over to join Sam, grateful to find her beloved safe and sound by the water's edge.

Standing on the shoreline, Sam's mind was consumed by her recent health symptoms. The memories flooded back—dizziness, chest pain, and last night's nosebleed. Each moment weighed heavily on her thoughts, filling her with worry and uncertainty about her condition.

Sam's internal dialogue echoed with concern and uncertainty. "Am I getting worse again?" she wondered, her voice soft with curiosity and apprehension. She hesitated, contemplating whether to share her worries with Mon. "Mon shouldn't know about this," she murmured to herself, not wanting to burden her partner with unnecessary concern.

Sam's thoughts were interrupted by the sensation of arms encircling her from behind. Mon's voice broke the silence, "Good morning, I've been looking for you." Sam returned the greeting with a tender kiss on Mon's forehead. "Good morning, Babe" she replied softly. Mon inquired about Sam's early morning excursion and why Sam hadn't invited her to join. Sam smiled, "I was just enjoying the view, and I didn't want to disturb your slumber."

Mon gently touched Sam's arm, her voice laced with concern. "Are you okay? I couldn't sleep last night, worrying about your nosebleed."

Sam smiled softly, reaching for Mon's hand. "I'll be fine, Mon. I promise. I'll see my doctor as soon as we get home." Their eyes met, reassurance flowing between them like a silent promise.

As the sun painted the sky with hues of pink and gold, Sam and Mon sat on the shoreline, the gentle waves lapping at their feet. Mon leaned into Sam's embrace, her voice filled with dreams. "I can't wait for our future together, Sam. Imagine all the adventures we'll have."

Sam listened, her heart swelling with love for Mon, yet a shadow of anxiety lingered. She masked her worry with a tender smile, intertwining her fingers with Mon's. "I can't wait either, Mon. Our future is going to be beautiful," she whispered, silently hoping her health wouldn't cast a shadow over their dreams.

Laughing, Sam stumbled after Mon as she raced towards the beach. Mon's excitement was contagious, and Sam couldn't resist being swept up in her energy. Before she could protest, Mon grabbed her hand and pulled her into the water, sending a cascade of splashes over Sam.

"Splash attack!" Mon exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sam grinned, shaking the water from her hair. "You're lucky I love you," she teased, reaching out to splash Mon back, their laughter echoing along the shoreline.

Cher and Risa's cheerful voices greeted Sam and Mon as they made their way back to their room, still chuckling from their beach antics. "Hey, Sam, Mon! You look like you had fun," Cher remarked, a warm smile on her face.

Sam nodded, her cheeks still flushed with laughter. "We did! Mon's playful idea for an early morning splash was perfect," she replied, glancing at Mon with affection.

Risa chimed in, "Well, how about joining us for breakfast? We've got a spread waiting for you two. After you freshen up, of course." With a grateful nod, Sam and Mon headed to their room, grateful for their hosts who always knew how to brighten their day.