KANE COLTENAs I stood by my wife's side, witnessing the intensity of her struggle during the delivery of our twins, I was overcome with a profound sense of nervousness that seemed to grip me to my core. Each moment felt like an eternity as she endured the pains of labor, her hand clasping mine with a strength born of determination and a desire to bring our children into the world.Her palm was slick with sweat, yet I held onto it tightly, offering whatever small comfort I could amidst the whirlwind of emotions swirling around us. In that moment, the physical discomfort of her grip seemed insignificant compared to the magnitude of her efforts and the depth of her resolve.I was acutely aware of the immense challenge she was facing, and I felt a surge of admiration for her strength and resilience. Despite the waves of pain crashing over her, she remained steadfast in her determination to see this through, to bring our precious twins into our waiting arms.As each contraction wracked he
KANE COLTEN"I can't help but massage my temple as I look at my daughter Luna. I can't bring myself to scold her again because I know she'll cry as if there's no tomorrow."Do we understand each other, Luna?""Yes, Daddy," she murmured softly, her head slightly bowed. We don't want Luna to grow up disobedient, so even at a young age, we've been giving her warnings. But it's so hard being a parent when your child doesn't listen to you. There have been many occasions when we couldn't discipline her, and we've never laid a hand on them.As the years go by, our responsibility as parents grows, molding them with good behavior. But there are times when our patience is truly tested. Like now."Colten, look after them. This is really urgent. I'll be back at lunch," my wife said hurriedly."Yeah, take care. I'll bring them to my office. Don't worry, I can handle them," I replied."Okay, as you say so." I kissed her on the lips as she bid goodbye. I let out a heavy sigh and replaced our childre
Today is our 15th birthday and everything at home is bustling as usual. Whenever someone in our family has a birthday, it's always like this. Our parents invite a lot of people, both ordinary folks and relatives, to make it lively. Well, I don't really care about it, but the problem is, it's so annoying. There are so many people, and it seems like they don't even care about us! I'm just in the garden, and the birthday party still hasn't started. I didn't invite any of my classmates, unlike Apollo, who seems to have taken over the space in the pool! Daddy and Mommy are busy talking to the visitors.I'm not really into celebrating birthdays, especially with my annoying twin brother, Apollo Damien, but our parents really want us to. They're pretty insistent about it, so I guess we'll have to figure something out. I wore this simple summer dress with sunflowers all over it, in this nice green color. But, honestly, I'm not keen on being out in the sun too much. I mean, I've got this good s
The party was over and we were currently in the living room. It almost turned chaotic and I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed because I felt like I was going to explode at any moment. I couldn't control myself like my husband. He had this dark aura right now, causing the twins to lower their heads while Noah sat with us. I didn't know what to do with the twins anymore because they were constantly fighting, and what they did earlier, I couldn't forgive.They fought in the middle of the crowd! We couldn't even switch places because they were immediately ushered inside by Colten. I didn't want to stop him when he's like this because I'm sure he's thinking of something. I felt so drained while looking at Luna and Damien sitting on the couch silently."What now, aren't you two going to apologize! You're both exhausting! When will you two ever get along, huh! And on top of that, you didn't even spare us from the embarrassment caused by your mother!" I closed my eyes because of the loudness
KeishaFor the second time, our lips met in a moment so enchanting, as if the world around us ceased to exist. He gently placed the apple he had been peeling onto the nearby table before cupping my cheeks, drawing me closer into a kiss that seemed to transcend time itself. His lips, tender and sweet, elicited a sensation that compelled me to shut my eyes, fully immersing myself in the magic of the moment.With each embrace, it felt as though we were transported to a realm where nothing else mattered but the connection between us. The outside world faded away, leaving only the warmth of his touch and the intoxicating taste of his kiss. In those fleeting moments, any discomfort or pain I may have felt seemed to dissolve into the ether, replaced by a profound sense of contentment and healing.Our kisses, though seemingly simple gestures, held an inexplicable power to transport us to a place where time stood still, and every touch was imbued with a sense of wonder and reverence. In each o
Slowly, I opened the curtains in our room to welcome the morning light. Inside, no one could see me from the outside, so I did it without hesitation. The tranquility of the morning greeted me, especially with the magical chirping of birds that sounded like music to my ears. The colorful flowers we kept added even more vibrancy to this day. I wish every morning could be like this.I felt a sudden hug from behind, which brought a small surprise to me. But as soon as I smelled its familiar scent, all tension in my body melted away, and I smiled. The person who brings joy and happiness to every day of my life was here.The morning felt like a miracle, a little surprise from the heavens. Under the sunlight, I felt the warmth of my beloved's embrace from behind. With every moment, every hug and kiss, I felt loved and cared for. And in his embrace, all fatigue and sadness disappeared, and I felt true happiness.With him, my partner in life, I felt like there was nothing we couldn't overcome.
As I watched my husband climb the tree, a laugh escaped my lips. At first, he seemed a bit hesitant, unsure of how to navigate the branches. Typically, our two sons, Noah and Damien, were the ones in charge of harvesting the mangoes. Plus, given his upbringing in a wealthy family, I wasn't surprised if he wasn't accustomed to climbing trees. However, I could now confidently say that he was truly making an effort, especially since he accompanied our sons in the harvest. His porcelain complexion had transformed into a warm tan, which surprisingly suited him well.I could see the beads of sweat forming on his forehead, indicating the challenge of climbing. Yet, despite the difficulty, I wanted him to gather some mangoes for me because I knew how much I would enjoy them.His struggle to ascend the tree touched me deeply. Despite the physical strain, he persisted, driven by his desire to fulfill my simple request. It was evident that he was putting in effort beyond his comfort zone, which
I couldn't help but feel a surge of longing as I gazed at the shattered vase on the floor. Pain and regret washed over me every time I looked at the pieces of one of my favorite vases in the house. It was a gift from Colten to me when we celebrated our wedding anniversary, and it held special memories of our love for each other. But now, it lay broken.Despite the intense pain I felt, I couldn't bring myself to be overly angry at our daughter Luna. My primary concern was for the well-being of our baby. I didn't want to get angry because it might stress me out and harm the baby. I knew that our daughter Luna was naturally spirited and adventurous, but despite this, we didn't want to be overly harsh on her. We loved her dearly and didn't want to inflict any trauma or fear upon her. But her antics often went too far.I also noticed other items scattered on the couch, including strands of hair and makeup. We had repeatedly told Luna about her behavior and the need to o
Kevin, Keifer, and Kairon were startled when an unexpected visitor arrived at their doorstep. They never expected that their sister Keisha's spouse and children would come. The disbelief and surprise were evident on their faces, expressed through widened eyes and sideways glances, showing their astonishment at the turn of events.They truly admired the person their sibling chose as a life partner. They could see the dedication and care this individual showed towards Keisha. Every action revealed responsible caregiving and love bestowed upon her. Whenever they saw them together, the depth of affection enveloping their sibling became clear.The responsibility and care shown by Keisha's spouse were undeniable. Every gesture and word reflected their caring and amiable nature. They genuinely admired the person their sibling married, not just for loving Keisha but also for how they displayed affection towards their family."Mano po mga Tito," their nieces and nephews, Noah Arkangel and twin
KeishaAt the tender age of eighteen, Mama's life took a tumultuous turn when she found herself facing the daunting reality of pregnancy. It wasn't the joyous anticipation of motherhood that most young women experience; instead, it was the result of a horrifying assault by someone she trusted. Mama's dark past, marked by trauma and adversity, became the crucible in which her strength was forged.Despite the immense challenges she faced, Mama exhibited a resilience beyond her years. She made the difficult decision to put her education on hold to ensure the safety of her pregnancy, demonstrating a maturity and selflessness that belied her youth. It was during this trying time that Mama's indomitable spirit shone brightest, refusing to succumb to despair or defeat.I look back in awe at Mama's unwavering courage and determination. At eighteen, she navigated a journey fraught with pain and uncertainty, yet she never wavered in her resolve. She carried me, her precious child, with an unfal
As I gradually emerged from the depths of sleep, I felt a gentle haze enveloping my senses, a lingering residue of the excitement we had shared the night before. It had been an entire month since our last intimate encounter, and as I lay there in bed, basking in the soft glow of dawn, memories of our passionate moments flooded my mind, filling me with both joy and a tinge of longing.Yet, intertwined with those memories was a subtle discomfort, a reminder of the fervor with which we had expressed our love. It was a physical sensation, a testament to the intensity of our lovemaking, leaving a delicate imprint on my body. As I attempted to shift my weight and rise from the bed, I found myself still cocooned in a veil of sleepiness, my limbs heavy with fatigue. But then, as if in response to my unspoken need, I felt the familiar warmth of my husband's embrace encircling me, drawing me back into his comforting presence.In that moment, his hug became a sanctuary, a source of solace that e
KeishaPast two in the morning, I woke with a start. Feeling around the bed, I noticed my husband wasn't beside me. Where could he have gone? I also felt thirsty and hungry, sensing my husband was keeping something from me. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease; he hadn't told me anything, but I had a hunch. I let out a deep sigh, hearing my husband's voice at the bar counter. He was probably drinking again, and there must be something bothering him that he wasn't telling me."Julius, update me from time to time. You can't just let everything we've worked for go to waste. If you need to play dirty, do it. That mayor is good at that anyway!" I couldn't help but feel sad at what I heard. I've already told him to avoid meddling in government affairs because they play dirty, and I don't want him or our children to get into trouble. He took a sip from the bottle of alcohol."You're drinking more frequently," I hugged him from the side. I could feel the warmth radiating from his body b
KeishaI couldn't sit still on the bed where I had been lying down for a while now after the argument with Colten. It's been over an hour, and he still hasn't followed me into the room. Frowning, I decided to leave and spend some time in the garden instead. As I descended the stairs, I caught sight of my husband engrossed in his laptop. He was wearing a formal top but only boxer shorts below, indicating he might be in a serious virtual meeting or working, which slightly annoyed me as he hadn't followed me. However, before I could dwell on it, my concern took over. What could have happened, and why didn't he come after me?I intentionally passed by him, but it seemed to have no effect. I was starting to get annoyed. Wasn't he going to comfort me? Truth be told, I was the one at fault, but if he wasn't going to pay attention to me, then I'll just sleep here in the living room!Our daughter Luna got into trouble again at school. We didn't know where she got her mischief from. She even pu
The Eleazar family started their Sunday morning with a bustling activity as they prepared to attend church together. It was their tradition to worship, forgive, and give thanks for the blessings they had received, as well as seek guidance from God for the challenges they faced.As they gathered and organized their belongings, there was a sense of unity and peace within the family. They knew that amidst life's trials, their faith served as a sturdy foundation, providing them with strength, hope, and purpose.Meanwhile, Keisha was busy brushing her daughter Luna's long hair. Though Luna remained quiet, her silence was a big mystery to Keisha. Throughout a whole week of mourning, Luna didn't exhibit any rebellious behavior. Keisha couldn't figure out why, but it seemed like Luna was keeping something to herself. As a mother, she knew her children well and had a strong instinct that something was bothering Luna.With each stroke of the brush, with each glance at her daughter, Keisha felt
As Colten braved the elements, his body shivering from the cold and his muscles protesting with every step, he pushed aside the discomfort, consumed by a singular purpose: finding his beloved wife, Keisha. The rain fell relentlessly, drenching him to the bone, but he pressed on, driven by a fierce determination to ensure her safety and alleviate her anguish.With each passing hour, Colten's resolve only grew stronger, fueled by his love for Keisha and the desperate need to see her once again. The darkness of the night seemed to stretch on endlessly, but he refused to relent, his heart pounding with every beat, echoing the rhythm of his relentless pursuit.Finally, as the first light of dawn began to pierce through the storm clouds, Colten's relentless search bore fruit. There, amidst the relentless downpour, stood Keisha, her form haggard and weary, mirroring his own sodden appearance. Despite the weariness that threatened to consume him, Colten's sole focus remained on his beloved wi
Keisha and Colten had left the hospital. However, Colten's heart remained enveloped in worry and fear every time he looked at his wife. It seemed like she was not herself and showed no emotions until they arrived home. He wanted to talk to her, but he was afraid of being reprimanded or scolded by her. Colten wanted to ease his wife's feelings and not add to her sorrow.He realized that he would rather see his wife losing control due to illness than in this state. It felt like there was a huge wall separating them. Colten sighed deeply and held his wife's hand, wanting to draw her attention away from her deep thoughts.Even their children remained silent as they arrived, all mourning the loss of their hoped-for addition to the family, Baby Butchi."Sweetheart, please say something. I'm worried. I'm here, you are not alone in this fight. Let's face this together with our kids, please don't be like this, it hurts me," Colten's voice was filled with pain. Inst
Colten didn't know how to face his wife when she woke up; it seemed he would lose the strength to tell her what happened to their child, Butchi. They hadn't even had the chance to hold or see him. If anyone would mourn the loss with them, it would be his wife, who had suffered greatly for their child and cared for him. He needed to be strong for her. He didn't say he couldn't grieve or express his sadness, but he knew he needed to be a pillar of strength for his wife in her time of need.Staying in sorrow and tears wasn't good. They had children who needed their guidance and support. In unity and trust in each other, they could face any challenge they encountered; they would be each other's support and pillar in times of need. The loss of a child, especially at a young age like Baby Butchi's, was an incredibly difficult experience for Keisha and Colten. The pain and longing it brought were deep and unparalleled. Faced with such a trial, it's natural to question and doubt li