Alison pulled over at the driveway and after getting her stuff, she dragged herself out of her car, heading towards her apartment, her feet heavy with the weight of her emotions. She had just left the most intense and confusing encounter with Travis, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability that lingered within her. Was asking him for space too much?And why did it seem like the entire universe was against her union with Travis.As soon as she closed the door behind her, Alison let out a sob, allowing the tears she had been holding back to flow freely. She collapsed onto the couch, burying her face in the pillow as she cried uncontrollably.“You'll scale through, Alison, just like always, and this time you'd be better,” she muttered to herself and wiped the tears that were already slipping out of her eyes. “You've got this..”Just as she thought she was alone in her misery, Alison heard a gentle knock on the door. At first she ignored it, but the knock persisted, and
Travis sat on his couch, staring blankly at the wall as he tried to process the events of the past hour. Alison had left his house in tears, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had made a terrible mistake…his mum had done what she loved to do best once again.He couldn't think straight, his mind racing with thoughts of Alison and what he could have done differently. He needed someone to talk to, someone who could help him make sense of everything, or at least help him to check on Alison.He pulled out his phone and dialed Karen's number. Karen was the only person who came to his mind, she was one close friend of Alison. He hoped that she could provide some insight into what was going on with Alison."Hey, Karen," Travis said, trying to sound calm. "I need your help. Alison just left my house in tears, and I have no idea what's going on. Can you go check on her?"Karen's voice was sympathetic on the other end of the line. "Of course, boss. I'll go check on her right away. But c
Bruno walked through the front door, excitement radiating from his very being. He had just had an incredible day, getting back his club on the same day and still getting more people to invest in his empire just when he thought he would go bankrupt was enough to make him go crazy with excitement.But as he entered the living room, he was met with a surprise. His wife Sarah was sitting on the couch, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face, as she tapped her feet against the floor impatiently."Where have you been?" she demanded, her voice dripping with venom. “You step out in the morning and see the time you're just getting back. Is it fair?”Bruno hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He didn't want to get into a fight with Rachel, not when he was feeling so happy, but she was pushing him and he knew that sooner than later he might have to react."I was just out," he said vaguely, trying to brush past her.But Rachel was not having it. She had had enough of just being that wife whose
Alison's eyes scanned the crowded park, her heart racing with fear. She had been searching for what felt like hours, but she couldn't find who she was looking for anywhere."Theo!" she screamed, her voice hoarse from shouting. "Theo, where are you?"But there was no response. Instead, she heard the sound of laughter and chatter from the other people in the park, and the rustling of leaves in the trees.Alison's eyes scanned the playground, her gaze lingering on the swings and the slide. She saw a little boy with curly brown hair climbing up the ladder, but it wasn't Theo.She saw a woman with a stroller walking towards her, but as she got closer, Alison realized it wasn't Theo's stroller.Panic set in, and Alison started to run. She dashed across the playground, her eyes scanning the crowds, but she couldn't see Theo anywhere."Theo!" she screamed again, her voice echoing across the park. "Theo, please answer me! Don't do this to momma, I love you with my life.”Just as she was starti
Theo looked up at Alison, his innocent eyes filled with a mix of sadness and curiosity. "Mommy, I asked Daddy yesterday why you weren't living with us anymore," he said, his voice trembling."And what did Daddy say?" Alison aske, expecting the worst since she was so sure Bruno hated her."He said it was adult stuff, and that you and him couldn't live together under the same roof again," Theo whispered, knotting the hem of his mother's shirt.Alison took his small hands in hers, and led him to sit down. "Theo, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy love you very much, but sometimes grown-ups can't live together anymore and at that point, the worst thing that can be done is to force things..""Why can't you come back, Mommy?" Theo asked, his voice cracking. “All of my friends have their both parents living in the same room, while I have just dad and granny and Aunt.”"Because, baby, sometimes things don't work out between grown-ups," Alison explained again. “But we all love you and there's no doubt
Alison had just left the shop, where she had bought a gift for her husband to celebrate their wedding anniversary.It was their fifth anniversary, and she wanted to surprise him.Her feet moved swiftly towards the room, unable to contain her joy.But just as she opened the door of their matrimonial room, she was greeted with the worst thing she could ever imagine.Bruno was in bed with another woman, having sex without a care in the world.She stood frozen, unable to utter a word, even though many thoughts were running through her mind."Bruno?" Her voice, now almost lost, filled the room, putting a distraction between the two, as the gift box fell off her hands.He turned, a hint of surprise crossing his face before it hardened to something she could not place a hand on. "Alison, what are you doing here?" His voice came through, breaking her heart further."What am I doing here?" she echoed, her voice rising with anger. "What are you doing here, Bruno? With her? Worst of all, it had
The moment she signed the papers, she turned her gaze to him, "Are you happy now, Bruno?""Happy?" he repeated flatly, a chuckle escaping his lips. "This isn’t about happiness, Alison. Let's stop lying to ourselves." She stared at him, her heart shattering into pieces. Without another word, Alison walked out of the room, unable to hold in anymore. She had no one else now, except her son and her mother. She headed to his room so they could leave since they no longer belonged to the Francisco's.When she pushed the door open, the room was eerily quiet. The bed did not look like it was even touched. It was still neatly arranged, unlike other times. Panic rose in her as she called out, "Theo? Sweetheart, are you hiding?"But the only thing that greeted her was the silence that followed her words.She hurried out of the room and found a maid, who was just about to enter the kitchen. "Where is Theo?" Alison asked, her voice tinged with desperation.The maid looked startled. "I haven’t s
The cold prison cell reminded her of how cruel the world was for the low-class people. For months, she had begged Bruno to allow her to see their son, and today was no different. She sat in the visitors’ room, her heart beating fast as Bruno entered with his mother.“Bruno, please,” she began, her voice hinting with desperation. “Let me see him. I just want to hold my son. Or at least, let me hear his voice.”Before Bruno could respond, his mother interrupted, her voice sharp, as always. “Absolutely not. I won’t let you traumatize the poor boy. He’s better off without a criminal like you. He needs to focus on Zurich. You can speak with him after you have served your jail term.”She clenched her fists, her glare piercing through the duo. “You will regret this,” she mouthed, her voice low, but filled with fury. “Both of you will.”Margaret laughed mockingly, the sound echoing in the room. “Regret it? What can you possibly do from prison? You will rot here. That is where you belong. Le
Theo looked up at Alison, his innocent eyes filled with a mix of sadness and curiosity. "Mommy, I asked Daddy yesterday why you weren't living with us anymore," he said, his voice trembling."And what did Daddy say?" Alison aske, expecting the worst since she was so sure Bruno hated her."He said it was adult stuff, and that you and him couldn't live together under the same roof again," Theo whispered, knotting the hem of his mother's shirt.Alison took his small hands in hers, and led him to sit down. "Theo, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy love you very much, but sometimes grown-ups can't live together anymore and at that point, the worst thing that can be done is to force things..""Why can't you come back, Mommy?" Theo asked, his voice cracking. “All of my friends have their both parents living in the same room, while I have just dad and granny and Aunt.”"Because, baby, sometimes things don't work out between grown-ups," Alison explained again. “But we all love you and there's no doubt
Alison's eyes scanned the crowded park, her heart racing with fear. She had been searching for what felt like hours, but she couldn't find who she was looking for anywhere."Theo!" she screamed, her voice hoarse from shouting. "Theo, where are you?"But there was no response. Instead, she heard the sound of laughter and chatter from the other people in the park, and the rustling of leaves in the trees.Alison's eyes scanned the playground, her gaze lingering on the swings and the slide. She saw a little boy with curly brown hair climbing up the ladder, but it wasn't Theo.She saw a woman with a stroller walking towards her, but as she got closer, Alison realized it wasn't Theo's stroller.Panic set in, and Alison started to run. She dashed across the playground, her eyes scanning the crowds, but she couldn't see Theo anywhere."Theo!" she screamed again, her voice echoing across the park. "Theo, please answer me! Don't do this to momma, I love you with my life.”Just as she was starti
Bruno walked through the front door, excitement radiating from his very being. He had just had an incredible day, getting back his club on the same day and still getting more people to invest in his empire just when he thought he would go bankrupt was enough to make him go crazy with excitement.But as he entered the living room, he was met with a surprise. His wife Sarah was sitting on the couch, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face, as she tapped her feet against the floor impatiently."Where have you been?" she demanded, her voice dripping with venom. “You step out in the morning and see the time you're just getting back. Is it fair?”Bruno hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He didn't want to get into a fight with Rachel, not when he was feeling so happy, but she was pushing him and he knew that sooner than later he might have to react."I was just out," he said vaguely, trying to brush past her.But Rachel was not having it. She had had enough of just being that wife whose
Travis sat on his couch, staring blankly at the wall as he tried to process the events of the past hour. Alison had left his house in tears, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had made a terrible mistake…his mum had done what she loved to do best once again.He couldn't think straight, his mind racing with thoughts of Alison and what he could have done differently. He needed someone to talk to, someone who could help him make sense of everything, or at least help him to check on Alison.He pulled out his phone and dialed Karen's number. Karen was the only person who came to his mind, she was one close friend of Alison. He hoped that she could provide some insight into what was going on with Alison."Hey, Karen," Travis said, trying to sound calm. "I need your help. Alison just left my house in tears, and I have no idea what's going on. Can you go check on her?"Karen's voice was sympathetic on the other end of the line. "Of course, boss. I'll go check on her right away. But c
Alison pulled over at the driveway and after getting her stuff, she dragged herself out of her car, heading towards her apartment, her feet heavy with the weight of her emotions. She had just left the most intense and confusing encounter with Travis, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability that lingered within her. Was asking him for space too much?And why did it seem like the entire universe was against her union with Travis.As soon as she closed the door behind her, Alison let out a sob, allowing the tears she had been holding back to flow freely. She collapsed onto the couch, burying her face in the pillow as she cried uncontrollably.“You'll scale through, Alison, just like always, and this time you'd be better,” she muttered to herself and wiped the tears that were already slipping out of her eyes. “You've got this..”Just as she thought she was alone in her misery, Alison heard a gentle knock on the door. At first she ignored it, but the knock persisted, and
“Your wife, Rachel, has been seeing someone from the enemy's camp. Be careful, else you'd be a victim sooner than you expect.” The strange woman's voice echoed in Bruno's head. He focused on his target, his fingers steady as he released the arrow. It soared through the air, hitting the bullseye with precision. He smiled to himself, feeling a sense of satisfaction.Since his argument with Rachel, he went into his private lounge to play archery…and as expected, it has done a whole lot in improving his mood.Just as he was about to take another shot, his phone rang, breaking the silence. He hesitated for a moment before answering it."This is Bruno," he said, his voice deep and commanding. “Who is on the line?”"Bruno, it's Enzo. I need to see you at the lounge. It's urgent," the voice on the other end said, sounding excited. “At least in the next one hour, try to be here.”Bruno raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's going on?" he asked. “You sound quite excited.”"Just get here, Bruno
What other way should a married woman, fighting for her marriage wake up, other than in her husband’s arms, safe and sound…Rachel laid curled in Bruno's arms as they conversed, notwithstanding the fact that it was barely 7 am in the morning.“When we finally start having kids, I want daughters as gorgeous and caring as you are.” Bruno said patting her hair fondly as they lay in bed, her soft breathing, a soothing soundtrack to his morning.“And if they would be sons, I want boys, who would be as handsome as you.” Rachel whispered, and stared in his eyes, he was also staring into her eyes with so much affection.Rachel looked away from his eyes shyly, using her hands to knot the hemp of his shirt as she said. “I want three kids," she paused, her breath filling the quiet room only disturbed by the soft sounds of their breaths and the air conditioner. "Two boys and a girl."Bruno chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I think we should have four," he said, his voice teasing. "Tw
Alison's nerves were on edge as she stood in the kitchen, holding onto Travis's hands.She did not, in her wildest imagination, think that Mrs. Rodrigo would walk into such scene, now what?“Good Morning, ma'am.” She greeted and while waiting for Travis's mother to acknowledge her, her nervousness heightened. Travis, oblivious to the tension, smiled and greeted his mother warmly."Hey, Mom! What brings you here today?"Mrs. Rodrigo's gaze darted between Travis and Alison, her expression unreadable. Without responding to Alison’s greeting, she turned and walked away, leaving Alison feeling uneasy and Travis looking concerned."Mom, wait up!" Travis called out, following after her.Alison hesitated for a moment, then decided to eavesdrop on the conversation between mother and son. She crept closer to the passage, trying not to be seen."Mother, what's going on?" Travis asked, his voice firm but respectful. "Why are you being so rude to Alison, and what's the disgusted look you have on
Alison yawned sleepily, as her eyes snapped open. She shut them back almost immediately, and opened them slowly again, trying to get used to the brightness in the room.She stirred and felt an obstacle behind her. Alarmed, she turned around and was shocked to see Travis sleeping peacefully behind her.Unconsciously, a smile broke out of her face as she admired his attractive facial features. She began trailing his full and black eyebrows."Good morning," she whispered, her eyes fixed on Travis's sleeping face.Travis stirred, his eyes opening slowly. "Good morning, damsel," he replied, his voice husky.Alison smiled, her eyes tracing the contours of his face. "I was just admiring the view," she said. Travis chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm glad you like what you see," he said. “I'm certain a lot of effort was put into creating this perfect masterpiece beside you.”As they talked, Alison realized that she was still tracing Travis's eyebrows with her finger. She pulled