And yes, she had stayed the night. Without her things, one of Daniel’s old shirts turned into an improvised nightgown—soaked with his scent, his cologne. She stood in the bathroom doorway, stretching her arms to show him how huge it looked on her. She looked so sexy. She felt so sexy wearing it.“How do you always manage to look so beautiful, even in that old thing?”he asked as he wrapped his arms around her. The smell of her hair always did something to him.“You see me that way,”she replied, returning his embrace.“You’re the most beautiful woman to me. You always were, and you always will be.”“That must be because you’re in love.”“Madly...”All he needed that night was to fall asleep holding her; he wanted to feel her body next to his again in his own bed. But that didn’t stop him from covering her skin with caresses and filling her mouth with kisses.“Deanna…”“Mmm?”“I can’t stop picturing you… holding our baby in your arms…”He had asked her once, but had accepted waiting—gi
She had waited for him so anxiously—this would be her last week in France, and then they would return home together. They hadn’t seen each other for a month; Daniel’s commitments had kept him away too long. By the time he arrived, he was in such a foul mood it was almost visible.She saw him walk through the gate and ran to embrace him. They had missed each other so much that they blocked the rest of the passengers, unwilling to break their hug. All that time, they had been traveling back and forth, trying to steal a couple of days here and there. Not much time passed between one meeting and the next—maybe two weeks, sometimes less—but bouncing from one place to another had worn them both out.That’s why the reunion had been explosive. Even early on in that whirlwind schedule, they had realized they needed each other more than they had thought.“I’ll get my luggage and we can go,” Daniel said, pulling away from the welcome kiss.“I missed you.”“I missed you too… so much…”A different
Her final performance would take place at the Opéra Bastille, a venue quite different from the other theaters she had sung in—it was relatively modern, which gave the performances a more relaxed and slightly down-to-earth atmosphere.Deanna got ready in her dressing room, just like always. She stepped out and once again captivated the audience with her voice. In the front row, he was there, standing and applauding her. And just offstage, behind the curtain, her father was doing the same.Daniel followed Leonard’s instructions and stood by the musicians’ entrance. He touched the small box he had hidden in his jacket, as if to make sure it was still there. He was nervous—really nervous. The door opened, and Reed led him up onto the stage. The performers came out to take their bows; applause, ovations—and then it was the Diva’s turn.And Deanna bowed and smiled the way she always did, thanking the audience with graceful nods. Daniel stepped out from behind the curtain carrying the bouquet
Married life suited Deanna well; at least this time they'd started on the right foot. She'd adjusted to the children's routines and schedules—Daniel's and now the energetic Emma's too. She spent more time at her godfather's house than her own. No matter what, Laura couldn't find the right nanny, or that was her excuse anyway.Truth was, she'd fired the first nanny without a second thought when she thought Harry was eyeing her too much. The next one was too young; the one after that too cheerful, and so the list went on. She was just looking for excuses to avoid giving her husband another "friend." She claimed she didn't have time to look after her daughter all day; of course, she used that time trying to discover which woman Harry was seeing.She'd show up at his office unannounced or wait up when he came home late, just to see him—never reproaching him about anything. Her life had become miserable, but she kept showing up at the few family gatherings with a smile, always pretending.
Daniel and Deanna still had something to resolve. The room Emma occupied in their house had been meant for the child that refused to arrive. They had prepared it during the first months after the wedding, convinced it wouldn't take long, imagining what it would be like. And they had tried very hard, with the desperate eagerness of newlyweds; well, it had been the same when they weren't planning it yet. But now they had added the excitement that in each encounter, life could be growing inside Deanna's womb.Apparently, even without being conceived, the child was already as stubborn as its parents. The first disappointments were mild; the first negative tests were dismissed with the promise that "next time, for sure." But after a while, they started to hurt more and more. What was happening? Everything was normal, doctors had assured them many times that there was no physical impediment in either of them; all the exams were excellent, all the results were more than fine, so why?Strange
Harry didn’t come for Emma that night, so the little girl ended up sleeping at her godfather’s house. Deanna watched as Daniel settled her into bed—tucking her in, covering her, and placing her favorite dolls by her side. His face was troubled; it pained him to see the little one being shuffled from one home to another, from one pair of arms to the next, as if she belonged nowhere. It reminded him of his own children.“It’s just not the same,” Deanna whispered.How did she do it? She had this uncanny knack for reading his thoughts.“Harry is taking this way too far. I don’t understand why he won’t let Laura go—Emma doesn’t deserve any of this.”“He’s doing what he can, Daniel. And Emma’s fine; she’ll always be cared for by all of us.”“I met you because of her,” he said, gently stroking the little girl’s soft head.Daniel had no idea that his goddaughter was nothing more than another pawn in her mother’s desperate game. Deanna had wanted to explain it to him countless times—when she s
Fortunately, when they were alone in their room, they could forget about the problems and fears for a while. There, away from the kids and in the privacy of their space, Daniel let himself be cuddled and held. Gone were the old insecurities that had driven them apart so many times.Deanna had thrown herself into family life, trying in her own way to build a stronger foundation this time. Daniel, on his end, had learned to tame his demons.The passion was different, but no less intense. At one point, they tried figuring out the exact days when they had the best chance of conceiving that child they both longed for; but Deanna grew tired of it quickly—it killed the excitement of sneaking off to the office to kiss and touch each other like two teenagers; of slipping away to their music room, where he’d undress her against the wall, or those quick encounters on the kitchen table when the kids weren’t home.Daniel never got tired, never got bored, never stopped being surprised; she still dr
Apparently, the issue Daniel was dealing with at work was serious, because it was becoming a habit for him to get home after dinner. But he never mentioned anything to Deanna about it. Usually, if the day had been rough, she would bring him a coffee or a dessert to his home office while he kept working late into the night. And while he muttered and cursed under his breath, she’d read in one of the armchairs, half-smiling.She always had to convince him to stop for the night and go to bed—otherwise, he’d end up dozing off in the chair. But as the days passed, he stopped bringing work home and instead stayed longer at the office. Sometimes he’d come back after they’d already finished dinner, and other times well into the night. He’d ask her to pick the kids up from school, and that’s when Deanna knew it was going to be a long day for him.That morning, she woke up alone in bed and panicked. She checked the clock—almost 4 a.m. Where was he? She went downstairs, nervous. He never came hom
But first, Charles had things to discuss with Daniel. The Crusher patriarch had long since retired from the business world, passing the baton to Daniel, but that didn't mean he was out of the company. He still hung around from time to time, ready to act, as he had done when some partners had abandoned them at Reed's instigation.Every so often, he received reports and endless accounting lists. He killed time that way, entertaining himself by reading numbers. But one of the balance sheets caught his attention: there was a bank account that did not belong to any official company expense, nor to suppliers or customers. It was in a woman's name, and every two weeks a significant sum was deposited into it, with the transfers signed by Daniel himself.Perhaps a little upset by his younger son's situation, perhaps remembering the mistakes of his older son, he became so concerned that he asked him to lunch to discuss “important matters.” And of course, Daniel rearr
Breaking the news to Daniel was going to be a challenge. She left the theater feeling confident, happy to the core for Leonard, excited like a little girl with a new toy.But the screams coming from their room could be heard by the children downstairs.“That old bastard! With my sister?!”“Don't get angry... They're in love...”“Susan is in love with him?! Please, Deanna!”“Hey! You're talking about my father!”“I don't want to argue with you about this... It's unacceptable.”“What? Unacceptable? They're two adults, Daniel. Susan doesn't need to ask you or anyone else for permission to live her life.”“We know what Reed is like! Do you think he'll change just like that? He'll be back to his old ways overnight!”“That's not true! He's been behaving himself for a long time! Give him a chance...””Leonard?! With my s
He wanted to forget everything, he didn't want to think about anything else, just be with his family, with Deanna. He spent those two weeks spending time with her, accompanying her to the theater, watching rehearsals, taking her out to dinner. They even escaped for a weekend out of town. “I need to spoil you,” he said to convince her to leave the kids with Susan.And so they went out that Friday night for dinner. He knew how to flatter her. They drove all night to the little cottage; they had breakfast under the trees in their bathrobes, listened to music, and relaxed in the evenings after giving in to their desires.It wasn't hard for Daniel to fall in love with his wife all over again every day, or for Deanna to melt at his thoughtful gestures and attention. Despite the routine of married life, the house, and the children, he planned to court her forever.The season premiere was approaching, and once again the theater began to take on a life of its own.“You don't understand, I don'
When Leonard finished reading the folder his assistant had given him that afternoon, he stretched out on the couch, closed his eyes, and sighed. The woman in question didn't have much to say, but she did have a direct connection to Crusher.Daniel was already back home. The scare was over.“I'm going to take a break from rehearsals and stay with you...”“No, of course not, I'm fine.”“And how do I know you won't go back to work like a madman?”“Don't you trust me?” he said, feigning indignation.“Let me think... No!”Alone, in the privacy of their bedroom, with the house silent, they were themselves again. Embraced on the bed, talking and feeling each other's warmth. That was when they could relax and leave all their worries behind.“It scared me so much, Daniel...”“I know, I'm sorry,” he apologized, squeezing her waist a little tighter.“Take a few days off.”“That's the idea, I'll let Harry take care of things for a few weeks.”“Really?”“I want to stay with you, here, with the kid
Deanna settled down next to him, watching him sleep. She thanked God a thousand times for still having him with her. She asked that please this not happen again, that please he not leave her alone.Leonard returned with a change of clothes for his daughter. She gave him what she was wearing and asked him to please go to sleep, that whatever happened she would call him. Daniel had not woken up, apparently he was going to sleep for all those hours he had stayed up working.“You always take care of us,“ Deanna said with gratitude in her voice.“I don't take care of him,” her father replied, with a gesture of annoyance.“Yes, you do.”He kissed her on the cheek and left. He was heading out the main entrance when he felt something hit his knee, Daniel's coat folded in one arm. He reached in and found Deanna's phone. “That's not going to help her call me,” he thought. But there was something else besides the phone, a piece of paper.Could it be his daughter's too? He opened it, it was folde
“Where did they take him?“ asked Deanna, as she jumped out of bed.“Hudson Hospital, wait for me,” replied Leonard.But Deanna didn't wait for him; she ran out in her slippers, grabbing the overcoat Daniel had left on a chair and the car keys. “Deanna! Baby!” Leonard shouted into the phone.Deanna couldn't hear him, the phone remained in one of her pockets, but Leonard could hear the car engine starting.“Shit!” exclaimed Reed, raising his arms. He went out to the street to get a taxi. He was closer to the hospital, he'd get there first. He'd better not die, bastard! Two more seconds and he could have let out all that pent-up desire he had to beat him up. And to top it all off, Deanna had left in a hurry, he hadn't had time to explain anything to her. “As if he deserved it, the bastard! He doesn't deserve anything from her!” he said out loud, the taxi driver only watched him in the mirror. Deanna was driving fast. What had happened? God! Please let him be okay! She ended up running
Once again, she had dinner alone with the kids. This streak of bad luck didn’t seem to want to end. She understood that his responsibilities could pull him away sometimes, but all these last-minute emergencies and late arrivals were starting to really wear on her.What was driving him crazy—or rather, who—was sitting right across from him.A small café, tucked away, discreet. Her green eyes were watery again, and her voice was trembling.“You can’t do this,” Daniel said quietly.“I don’t have a choice,” the woman replied.“But…”“I can’t live hiding forever. I know I shouldn’t have done it, I know I made a mistake, but I can’t take it anymore… Especially not now.”“Leaving won’t solve anything… Please…”She looked at him with sadness, but she’d made up her mind.“I’m going back to my parents, I’ll find another job; I know I can do this on my own.”“What happened? What changed?”“Everything changed… I’m leaving in a week.”“You’re rushing this. Let me fix it.”“You can’t fix it. Are yo
“What did that snake want? She’s got some nerve coming all the way here,” Leonard asked.Laura ran out of the dressing room. Leonard had a knack for scaring her off.“Just to complain about what you did with Camila,” Deanna said.“Aha! Looks like your mother-in-law heard… Good, good… With any luck, she’ll finally do something about it. She’s spent way too long pretending nothing’s wrong.”“I don’t know, Leonard…” Deanna didn’t look like her usual self.“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked, concerned.“Nothing… I’ve just got a headache,” Deanna replied, rubbing her forehead.“You’re stressed, Deanna. Want to take a few days off? I can talk to Sacha, give him a call. Stay home,” Leonard offered.“No, no… I’ll be fine.”Deanna looked at him closely for the first time since he’d walked in; he was dressed to the nines, in a brand-new suit, his hair carefully styled and a noticeable scent of cologne. She forgot all about Laura and her threats.“Where are you going?” she asked, eyeing him suspicio
Even though she had her in-laws on her side and knew they would pressure Harry to leave her, Laura still wasn’t at ease. Her limits were slipping. She had been so obsessed with chasing after that woman that she had completely forgotten about Deanna and Leonard. If they spoke out, she’d be cornered—and if Charles found out, he’d move heaven and earth. They wouldn’t give the child to Harry, but they would give her to them. It was the same thing. She could go against Harry, but not against Crusher Sr.The threats toward that woman intensified—more violent, more aggressive. She didn’t just call her anymore—sometimes she waited for her outside work, shouting at her in the street. Unlike Harry, and to her misfortune, the woman had actually fallen in love. So much so that she put up with everything in silence, lowering her head.Many times, she had tried to end things with Harry. Long stretches passed where they were apart. She wouldn’t see him or answer his calls.That’s when Harry started