Yvonne was pulled from sleep by two small bodies pouncing onto the bed. She groaned, blinking against the early morning light streaming through the window. Before she could get her bearings, Jack and Lily were grinning at her with matching excited expressions, their small hands tugging on the blanket."Mommy! Mommy! Wake up!" Jack exclaimed, his voice a happy squeal.Lily bounced in place, her golden hair catching the sunlight. "It’s almost our birthday!""Two weeks!" Jack chimed in, holding up ten fingers, then realizing it wasn’t enough and giggling. "Well... not ten days, but you get it!"Yvonne smiled at the sight of them, still groggy. “Two weeks? That’s soon!” she managed to say, rubbing her eyes.“Yes!” Lily clapped her hands. “We want balloons, cake, and... can we have a magician daddy too?”“A magician?” Yvonne chuckled, sitting up as the twins made themselves comfortable around her.“Yeah! Daddy became a magician on our birthday. And we want a bouncy castle!” Jack added eage
Micheal shook his head at Yvonne’s word. “You're the Godsent in my life Yvonne. I never thought I could find happiness outside the one I held for my children's existence, but here you are. The most amazing person I've ever met. A gorgeous woman with a heart of gold. You restored my faith in humanity, baby and I never want to lose you, never.” Micheal gently pulled her back, cupped her face and kissed her forehead. Yvonne’s eyes were misty as she gazed into his own. She believed him. It was written all over his face. Micheal meant every word and cared for her.“Will it be alright to bring a dead child into the twin's life? I mean they do not have to know. It is not important for them…..” Micheal could feel her resolve wavering and cuts in, “everything about you is important to me, to the kids. They are always curious about you Yvonne and believe me when I say their age isn't doing justice to their intelligence.” He assured her.“Okay. I will try.” Yvonne said. She knew there was no w
Micheal leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Yvonne’s temple. "That was beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and full of pride.Yvonne smiled through the tears that pricked at the corners of her eyes. She hadn’t expected this conversation to bring her peace, but somehow it had. Talking about her son—not as a painful loss but as a memory wrapped in love—made it feel like he was still with her, in a way she had never imagined before.Jack tugged on Micheal’s sleeve. "Can we get balloons for him too? Like the ones that fly up to the sky?""That’s a great idea," Micheal said warmly. "We can do that. On a special day, just for him.""And mine can have sparkles!" Lily declared, already planning her contribution.Yvonne laughed, feeling lighter than she had in years. "Of course, sweetheart. Sparkles are perfect."The twins went back to excitedly chattering about balloons, their innocent excitement filling the room with warmth.Yvonne leaned back in her chair, exhaling a breath she hadn’t
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden beams across the apartment. Yvonne stood at the kitchen counter, carefully arranging small treats on a colorful platter. Micheal leaned beside her, a soft smile on his face as he watched her. Today was the twins’ fourth birthday, and the excitement hung in the air, palpable and bright.“Do you think they’ll like the surprise?” Micheal asked, handing her a few strawberries to add to the platter.“They’ll love it,” Yvonne whispered with a smile. She straightened the party hat on her head, the sight of which made Micheal chuckle. “I can’t wait to see their faces when they realize how many people came just for them.”Yvonne peeked into the living room, where the decorations glimmered—bright balloons floated above a table laden with gifts, streamers twisted playfully across the walls, and a banner reading "Happy 4th Birthday, Jack & Lily!" spanned the room. They had stayed up late adding these last touches after the child
The apartment buzzed with laughter and joy as Micheal took center stage, holding a deck of cards. Jack and Lily sat cross-legged on the floor with their friends, wide-eyed and eager to see what their father had in store.“Alright, who’s ready for some magic?” Micheal asked, grinning as he shuffled the cards with a showy flair.Yvonne fought so hard to keep her laughter in at the ridiculous costume Micheal was putting on.The children shouted, “We are!”With an exaggerated flick of his wrist, Micheal made the top card disappear, only to pull it out from behind Lily’s ear. She gasped, clapping her hands in amazement, while the rest of the children erupted in laughter.“Daddy! Do it again!” Jack demanded, bouncing on his knees.Micheal winked and launched into more tricks—turning handkerchiefs into flowers, making coins vanish and reappear, and even conjuring a stuffed animal that he presented to a delighted Lily.Meanwhile, Yvonne had enlisted Amy, Sandra, and the two bodyguards to perf
The birthday festivities carried on well into the night, the villa buzzing with laughter, games, and music. The sprawling garden was lit by paper lanterns swaying in the breeze, casting a soft glow over the grounds. Jack and Lily raced across the lawn with their friends, playing tag under the watchful gaze of Yvonne and Micheal. The villa was a wonderland of delights—flower-lined pathways, a small fountain, and a children’s playground nestled at the edge of the estate.Micheal had promised Yvonne a tour of their new home the next day, but the sheer beauty of the villa was already overwhelming for her. Every corner seemed to hold something special, and as she watched the children run through the gardens, her heart swelled with a mixture of joy and disbelief.The villa’s guests seemed reluctant to leave, especially the children, who had grown attached to the twins over the course of the evening. As parents arrived to began gathering their little ones, cries of protest filled the air.“I
The villa was quiet now, save for the soft murmur of conversation between Yvonne, Micheal, and Amy as they gathered near the front door. The night air was cool and crisp, and the sky was dotted with twinkling stars.“Thank you for today,” Amy said, wrapping Yvonne in a tight hug. “This was exactly what I needed—and I think your twins needed it, too.”Yvonne smiled, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for her friend. “You’re always welcome here, Amy. Anytime.”Micheal shook Mark’s hand and gave Amy a nod of appreciation. “We’ll have to do this again soon. The twins are already planning their next adventure with Aunt Amy.” Micheal said, finding himself easing more to people than usual. Amy laughed softly, glancing at the twins, who were now half-asleep on the couch, their heads resting on each other’s shoulders. “I think I’ve been adopted,” she said with a grin.Yvonne and Micheal chuckled, their hearts full as they stood together on the porch, watching their friends drive off into the n
The early morning light streamed through the gauzy curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. Yvonne stirred slowly, the softness of the mattress cradling her body. For a moment, she lay still, the events of the previous day floating dreamily in her mind. She wasn’t in her old apartment, and she wasn’t alone. Her eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was Micheal’s face mere inches from hers. His dark brown eyes glimmered with a quiet warmth, and his lips curved into a soft, contented smile. He was awake, lying on his side with one arm tucked under his head, watching her as if nothing else in the world existed. “Good morning,” he whispered, his voice low and tender. Yvonne’s lips twitched into a lazy smile. “Were you watching me sleep?” she teased, her voice husky from sleep. Micheal chuckled, brushing a stray curl from her cheek. “Guilty. But in my defense, you look beautiful when you sleep. I couldn’t resist.” Yvonne rolled her eyes playfully, but her heart