Shattered Dreams Find Light by Niro Dane Frost 16

Shattered Dreams Find Light by Niro Dane Frost 16 Summary

In Chapter 16 of “Shattered Dreams Find Light,” Simone finds herself trapped in a chaotic situation, held firmly by bodyguards while desperately searching for her son, Ethan. The noise around her is overwhelming, amplifying her feelings of panic and fear as she grapples with the horror of potentially abandoning her child. Her pleas for help are drowned out, leaving her feeling invisible amidst the chaos. Just as despair threatens to consume her, she calls out for Carter, who responds with determination, urging the guards to release her.

As the guards finally loosen their grip, Simone experiences a flicker of hope. Carter’s unwavering support brings her a moment of relief amidst the turmoil. Together with Jasmine, they navigate the aftermath of the chaos, and Simone feels a mix of gratitude and burgeoning emotions as she interacts with Carter. The tension between them is palpable, igniting memories and desires she thought she had buried. However, the reality of her situation weighs heavily on her, and she struggles to maintain control over her emotions as she faces the complexities of her past and present.

Once reunited with her son, who is now stable, Simone feels a wave of relief wash over her. The bond she shares with Ethan strengthens her resolve to confront the challenges ahead. However, lurking in the background are ominous figures in black suits, representing the dangers of her past that threaten to unravel her newfound peace. The chapter culminates in a moment of clarity for Simone, where she recognizes that her dreams, once shattered, can be redefined and fought for. She embraces her role as a mother and survivor, ready to protect her son and navigate the complexities of her relationships with renewed strength.

As the chapter closes, the tension escalates with the presence of the men in black, foreshadowing the challenges Simone will face in the future. The stakes are higher than ever, and the reader is left anticipating how Simone will confront the shadows of her past while striving to secure a safe and hopeful future for herself and Ethan. The emotional journey continues, promising heart-pounding moments and revelations that will test the bonds of friendship and love.

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**Shattered Dreams Find Light by Niro Dane Frost**

**Chapter 16**

The grip of the bodyguards was relentless, their hands like iron shackles that confined Simone, making her feel trapped within a cage of chaos. Around her, the clamor of voices surged, a chaotic symphony of panic that drowned out her own desperate cries for her son, Ethan. The noise engulfed her like an overwhelming tide, a dissonant chorus of shouts and frantic conversations that felt as if it were closing in, suffocating her.

Her heart pounded wildly, a frantic drumbeat of fear echoing in her chest. The sheer terror of leaving Ethan behind shattered her composure into a million pieces. The thought of abandoning her child sent a jolt of icy dread coursing through her veins, paralyzing her with despair.

“I have to get to my child!” she shouted again, her voice straining against the tumult, but it was as if her words were swallowed whole by the chaos surrounding her, lost in the cacophony.

Voices overlapped, creating a dissonant chorus that rendered her invisible, and desperation clawed at her mind as she frantically searched for a way to break through the noise. Suddenly, a thought ignited in her mind like a beacon of hope. “Carter! Mr. Wilde! Help me!”

The name hung in the air, and in an instant, Carter’s attention snapped to her. He surged forward, determination radiating from him as he approached the guards. “Let her go! Just take my mother!” His voice was firm, slicing through the chaos like a knife, and Simone felt a flicker of hope ignite within her.

Michelle’s expression contorted with concern, her brow furrowing. “How do we—”

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay with her,” Carter reassured, his tone steady, though Simone could see the tension simmering in his eyes, a storm brewing beneath the surface.

It took a moment for Simone to truly grasp the weight of Carter’s words. It wasn’t until she felt the guards loosen their grip that her reality began to shift. As she stepped outside the suffocating circle of guards, she noticed Trevor and two doctors ushering everyone through a back door, their movements urgent and purposeful, like a well-rehearsed drill.

Once they exited, the corridor fell into an eerie silence, broken only by Jasmine’s heavy breaths, which echoed in the stillness like a haunting reminder of the chaos they had just escaped.

“That was wild!” Jasmine exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief as she turned to Carter. “No offense, Mr. Wilde.”

“None taken,” Carter replied, his green eyes softening as they landed on Simone. “Are you okay? That was intense.”

His concern washed over her like a soothing balm, and for a fleeting moment, the relief coursing through her made her legs feel weak, as if the ground beneath her was shifting. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, a fragile thread of sound.

Carter’s hand caught her before she could falter, his grip firm and reassuring on her waist. The warmth of his touch ignited something deep within her, a feeling both thrilling and dangerous, like a spark in a dry forest. She instinctively tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, allowing him to guide her to a nearby bench, where they could momentarily escape the chaos.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice laced with gratitude, her heart swelling with appreciation for his unwavering support.

“You’re welcome,” Carter replied, a smile breaking through the tension that had enveloped them. He straightened his jacket with a flick of his wrist, his demeanor shifting into one of calm authority. “I apologize for all the chaos. We’re just desperate.”

Simone nodded, feeling the sincerity in his tone wrap around her like a comforting blanket. She turned her gaze away, not wanting him to catch the blush creeping into her cheeks, the heat rising within her like a tidal wave.

“We need your help,” Carter said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, drawing her into his orbit. “I need your help.”

“Mr. Wilde,” Jasmine interjected, stepping forward with a determined look etched on her face. “Simone will help you as soon as her son is fully stable.”

Carter nodded, acknowledging Jasmine’s point, his eyes flickering with understanding.

“Jasmine,” she said, extending her hand toward Carter with a sense of camaraderie. “Simone’s best friend.”

“Nice to meet you, Jasmine,” Carter said, taking her hand in a firm shake, his grip reassuring.

“Same here, Mr. Wilde,” Jasmine replied, a bright smile lighting up her face, momentarily dispelling the tension that hung in the air.

Before they could delve into more conversation, one of the doctors who had accompanied Trevor returned, his expression a mix of relief and professionalism.

“They’re safe now, and the situation is under control,” he announced, his voice steady, a reassuring presence amid the chaos.

“Ah, thank you, doctor,” Carter said, stepping forward to shake the doctor’s hand, genuine appreciation evident in his demeanor, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly.

As Simone watched him walk away, a familiar scent wafted through the air—his cologne, daring and reminiscent of nights filled with heat and longing. It caught her off guard, and her breath hitched in her throat, transporting her back to a night five years ago, a night when everything had felt possible.

Heat surged through her, igniting a fire she thought she had buried long ago. She stood abruptly, urgency propelling her feet as she hurried away, seeking refuge from the memories that threatened to overwhelm her.

Finding a restroom, she rushed inside, grateful for the solitude it offered. She leaned against the counter, gripping it tightly as she fought to steady her breathing. The pounding in her heart echoed in her ears, a frantic reminder of the tumult within. She squeezed her legs together, trying to quell the throbbing desire that surged within her like a raging river.

The heat inside her was quickening, unbearable, yet she knew she couldn’t succumb to it. Months had passed without intimacy, but she hadn’t anticipated the sudden rush of yearning that would strike her like a lightning bolt, electrifying her senses.

It was Carter’s scent that triggered the flood of memories, each one more intoxicating than the last. Her eyes fluttered shut as she tightened her grip on the cold marble counter, battling the urge to relive that sweet, forbidden night in her mind, the taste of his lips still lingering in the recesses of her memory.

Until now, she had managed to keep her desires at bay, but with Carter back in her life, in this vibrant city, it felt like a battle she might lose, a war waged within the confines of her heart.

“What’s wrong with you?” she muttered to herself, forcing a small laugh to break the tension. “Get it together.”

Taking a deep breath, she allowed the moment to pass. Once she felt a semblance of control returning, she splashed water on her face, composed herself, and stepped back into the corridor, ready to face whatever awaited her.

Upon her return, she spotted Ethan’s doctor engaged in conversation with Carter and Jasmine, their expressions serious yet hopeful.

“Hello, doctor,” she greeted him, her voice steady, the weight of her earlier turmoil momentarily lifted.

“Hi ma’am,” he replied, a warm smile gracing his features. “I was just telling them that Ethan is stable now.”

Relief flooded through her, and tears welled in her eyes, a mixture of gratitude and joy. “Oh, thank you, Doctor.”

“You’re welcome. However, I’d like to keep him under observation for a day or two,” he added, his tone gentle yet firm, a reminder of the fragility of the situation.

“Of course,” she responded quickly, her heart racing with gratitude. “Can I see him?”

“Absolutely,” he said, gesturing for her to go ahead. “Excuse me,” he nodded before stepping away, allowing her a moment to gather her thoughts.

Simone hurried into Ethan’s room, her heart swelling as she perched on the edge of his bed. She watched him sleep soundly, the rhythmic beeping of the machines surrounding him a comforting backdrop to her turbulent emotions.

Gently, she kissed his tiny fingers, marveling at the strength he had shown. Pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, she whispered, “You’re so strong, baby. Mummy is so proud of you,” her voice barely above a whisper. She adjusted the blanket around his waist with tender care, her heart swelling with love as she remained there for what felt like an eternity, absorbing the peace of the moment before reluctantly stepping back outside.

In the corridor, she didn’t see Carter, but Jasmine was there, hastily ending a phone call. She tucked her phone away and approached Simone, her expression a mix of concern and urgency.

“Hey girl, how is he?” Jasmine asked, her voice laced with worry, her eyes searching Simone’s for answers.

“He’s better. Still sleeping,” Simone replied, her brow furrowing as she sensed something was amiss. “What’s going on?”

Jasmine leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Nothing, Mr. Wilde left to—”

“No, I mean with you,” Simone interrupted, her intuition telling her that something deeper was troubling her friend, a shadow lurking beneath the surface.

A flicker of emotion crossed Jasmine’s eyes before she forced a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Nothing. I’m good.”

“Don’t give me that. What’s wrong, Jas?” Simone pressed, concern etched on her features.

Jasmine sighed, slumping onto the bench beside her, the weight of her burdens pressing down. “I don’t know.”

A wave of concern washed over Simone as she sat beside her friend. The day had been consumed with thoughts of Ethan, and now she regretted not focusing on Jasmine, who clearly needed her support.

“I’m sorry, Jas. I shouldn’t have asked you to—”

“No, it’s not that,” Jasmine interjected, turning to face her fully. “I’m really happy to help you, Simone. You know that. Ethan is mine.”

Simone nodded, appreciating the bond they shared, the unspoken understanding that had always existed between them.

“I’m just in a tight spot…” Jasmine admitted, her voice trailing off, her gaze falling to the floor. “My father’s debt…”

Simone’s heart clenched painfully at the revelation, a knot forming in her stomach. “But they took the money. They scattered your house.”

“Yes, but it wasn’t enough,” Jasmine replied, her voice barely above a whisper, the weight of her admission hanging heavy in the air.

Simone’s eyes widened in disbelief. A significant sum had been stolen; how could it possibly not be enough? “What do you mean? What’s going on, Jas?”

Jasmine hesitated, then stood up abruptly, her agitation palpable. “That guy who came earlier…”

“The one in all black? Yes?” Simone prompted, her heart racing, the pieces beginning to fit together.

“He’s… my boyfriend,” Jasmine confessed, her voice trembling, a mixture of shame and fear in her eyes. “And I didn’t want to introduce him to you because I’m ashamed, Simone.”

Simone blinked in shock, her mind racing to comprehend the implications. “Ashamed? Jasmine, you have nothing to be ashamed of.”

Jasmine’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her head hanging low. “Well, he’s in a lot of debt, and I’m helping him pay it off too.”

“Jasmine!” Simone exclaimed, exasperation creeping into her tone. “Why would you do that?”

“It’s complicated,” Jasmine cut in quickly, her eyes pleading for understanding, a silent cry for compassion. “But I promise, I’ll pay you back every dime.”

Simone felt a swirl of emotions—confusion, concern, and a hint of anger—but she nodded, knowing that Jasmine wasn’t sharing the full story. Yet, she chose not to push, respecting her friend’s boundaries.

A long silence stretched between them until Carter rejoined them, breaking the tension like a ray of sunlight piercing through dark clouds.

“Hey, how’s your son?” he asked gently, his voice a soothing balm amidst the chaos.

“Better,” Simone replied, avoiding his gaze, feeling the weight of their earlier encounter still lingering in the air, an unspoken tension that crackled between them.

He nodded, slipping his hands into his pockets, the silence becoming palpable, thick with unspoken words.

Just then, Jasmine’s phone rang, and she excused herself, leaving Simone alone with Carter, the air heavy with anticipation.

Another silence enveloped them, thick and uncomfortable, as if the universe was holding its breath. Carter’s eyes flicked toward her, while she crossed her legs, pretending to find interest in a design on the wall, avoiding the intensity of his gaze.

After a moment, Carter spoke again, his voice light, attempting to ease the tension. “Do you like the service here? We can arrange for something else if you prefer.”

“It’s nice, thank you,” she replied, her voice steady despite the tension that hung in the air, a fragile barrier between them.

The silence stretched on until suddenly, Carter’s phone rang loudly, shattering the stillness. He fished it out of his pocket, answering with a calm demeanor that belied the storm brewing within.

“Hello, mother,” he said, his voice taking on a different tone, a hint of formality creeping in. “Yes, she’s here.” He extended the phone toward her, an invitation she couldn’t refuse. “My mother wants to speak to you.”

Simone braced herself, already anticipating what Michelle would say. “Hello, Mrs. Wilde. My son is stable now. I can move on with everything you need.”

“Oh, thank you, Simone,” Michelle said, relief palpable in her voice. “And I’m glad your child is okay. Carter will help you with the details.”

“Alright, ma’am,” Simone replied, handing the phone back, feeling a mix of gratitude and apprehension wash over her.

As she turned to leave, her eyes caught sight of a man in a black suit watching her from down the corridor. A chill crept down her spine, a sense of dread settling in her stomach like a stone.

There was no way the men from LA had found her. She shook the thought away, trying to convince herself that it was merely paranoia, a figment of her overactive imagination.

But then, two other men joined him, all three dressed in the same ominous black suits, their gazes fixed on her with an intensity that sent her heart racing, a primal instinct screaming at her to run.

Her stomach twisted in knots, dread pooling within her.

It couldn’t be.

Yet the look in their eyes told her everything she feared.

They had found her!

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In the aftermath of chaos, Simone stood at the precipice of her fears and desires, the weight of her experiences coalescing into a singular moment of clarity. The panic that had gripped her heart was slowly giving way to a fragile sense of hope, especially as she gazed upon her son, Ethan, stable and safe. The storm of emotions she had navigated—the fear of losing him, the rekindled feelings for Carter, and the unsettling revelations about Jasmine—had transformed into a deep resolve. She understood now that her dreams, once shattered by circumstances beyond her control, were not lost forever. Instead, they had morphed into something new, something she could fight for, and it was time to reclaim her narrative.

Yet, as she turned to face the uncertainty ahead, the looming presence of danger reminded her that the past was not easily escaped. The men in black suits were a stark reminder of the threats still lurking in the shadows, threatening to unravel the fragile peace she had just begun to build. However, Simone was no longer the woman paralyzed by fear; she was a mother, a friend, and a survivor ready to confront whatever lay ahead. With her heart fortified by love and determination, she resolved to protect her son and navigate the complexities of her relationships with newfound strength. The light she sought was not just a distant dream; it was within her reach, and she would fight to keep it alive.

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**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

As the tension escalates, readers will find themselves on the edge of their seats in the next chapter of “Shattered Dreams Find Light.” Simone’s newfound sense of security is about to be shattered once more as the ominous presence of the men in black suits looms closer. With the stakes higher than ever, Simone must confront the ghosts of her past while protecting her son and navigating the complexities of her relationships with Carter and Jasmine. Will she have the strength to face the threats that have resurfaced, or will the shadows of her former life consume her?

Moreover, the dynamic between Simone and Carter deepens as they are thrust into a whirlwind of danger and uncertainty. Their chemistry is undeniable, yet the weight of their shared history creates a tension that begs to be resolved. Will Simone allow herself to embrace the feelings she has long suppressed, or will the looming threats push her further away? As Jasmine grapples with her own struggles, the bond between the friends will be tested, revealing secrets that could alter their lives forever. Prepare for a chapter filled with heart-pounding moments, emotional revelations, and the fierce determination of a mother fighting for her child’s safety.

Conclusion

In the aftermath of chaos, Simone emerges with a renewed sense of purpose, her heart swelling with gratitude as she watches Ethan, stable and safe. The harrowing experience has forged a path of resilience within her, transforming the fear that once gripped her into a fierce determination to reclaim her dreams. The chaotic symphony of panic has subsided, replaced by the quiet strength of a mother’s love. The emotional arc that has unfolded throughout this chapter has led her to recognize that despite the shadows of her past, she possesses the power to shape her future. With Carter’s unwavering support and Jasmine’s friendship beside her, Simone stands ready to confront the uncertainties that lie ahead, embracing the light that flickers on the horizon.

Yet, as the men in black suits loom ominously, a stark reminder of the dangers that still threaten her newfound peace, Simone steels herself for the challenges to come. The weight of her past is heavy, but she is no longer defined by it; she is a survivor, a protector, and a woman who refuses to cower in the face of adversity. The journey ahead will not be easy, but with her heart fortified by love and determination, she is prepared to fight for her son and the life she envisions. The flicker of hope she clings to is not just a dream but a tangible light she will fiercely defend, igniting a resolve within her that promises to illuminate the darkest paths ahead.

What to Expect in Next Chapter?

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

In the upcoming chapter of “Shattered Dreams Find Light,” the tension reaches a breaking point as Simone stands at the crossroads of fear and hope. The ominous presence of the men in black suits will force her to confront her past, igniting a fierce determination to protect her son at all costs. Readers can expect a gripping narrative as Simone grapples with the resurfacing threats that haunt her, all while navigating the complexities of her rekindled connection with Carter. Will she find the courage to face the shadows lurking in her life, or will they consume her and her dreams of safety?

As the stakes rise, the intricate relationships between Simone, Carter, and Jasmine will be put to the test. Secrets will unravel, revealing deeper ties that bind them together, yet threaten to tear them apart. The simmering chemistry between Simone and Carter will intensify amidst the chaos, forcing her to confront her feelings head-on. Will she allow herself to embrace the love she has long denied, or will the weight of her fears push her further into isolation? Prepare for a chapter filled with heart-stopping moments, emotional revelations, and the unwavering spirit of a mother determined to reclaim her narrative and protect what matters most.