(Allison's POV) "Are you sure letting Liam spend the weekend with Scott is a good idea?" Bonnie asked when I told her about Liam's decision the following day at work. "That's what Liam wanted. I couldn't say no to him," I muttered. I did everything I could last night to convince Liam to get down from Scott's car, but he refused, claiming he wanted to see what his daddy's house looked like. So, I gave in to his request. I couldn’t even sleep a wink all night; it was my first time being apart from Liam. "I know you love your son so much, but you don’t always have to agree to everything he says," Bonnie suggested. "I just can’t help it, Bonnie. You know how difficult it was for me to bring him into this world, right? Liam is my source of joy. He’s the reason I didn’t give up and kept striving even when things were tough. Besides, Scott is his dad—he just wants to spend time with him," I explained to Bonnie. "It would've been a different story if your family knew you allowed S
(Writer's POV) "Welcome back, ma," the maids greeted as Jenna entered the house, her arms laden with shopping bags. Being bratty as always, Jenna tossed the bags at them carelessly before flopping onto the couch, a smirk forming on her face. "What's with the smile?" Lydia asked, emerging from the kitchen. "There you are, Lydia," Jenna grinned, causing Lydia to furrow her brows in confusion. "Someone looks happy today. What happened?" Lydia asked as she took a seat beside Jenna on the couch. "My plan is finally falling into place," Jenna said excitedly. Lydia raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. "What plan?" she asked. "Are you suffering from dementia? How can you forget so easily?" Jenna replied, slightly annoyed. "I'm sorry, I don’t remember any plan you told me about." Jenna shot Lydia an irritated glare before smiling again. "Since I'm in a good mood, I’ll tell you all about it." She paused before continuing, "I’m finally friends with Allison." "Allison? The same
(Allison's POV) I stepped out of the car when I arrived at Scott's residence. The weekend was over, and it was time to take Liam back home. I could have asked Scott to bring him, but with Stefan still in California, I needed to be cautious—I don't know when he might show up at my doorstep. "Mummy!" Liam rushed into my arms as Scott opened the door for me. "How has my son been?" I asked, hugging him tightly. I had missed him so much that I kept praying for the weekend to be over, just so I could have him back home. "Mummy, I can't breathe," he struggled to say, and I quickly stopped hugging him, caressing his cheek as excitement surged through me. "I missed you so much, Liam," I said, playing with his cheeks. "I missed you too, Mummy. But Daddy took care of me. He brought lots of storybooks for me. He also built a huge castle with me, and we played lots of games together. I even ate my favorite chocolates and ice cream," Liam said, smiling with every word that left his mout
(Allison's POV) I wished this was just my imagination. I wished it was merely a hallucination that my family had seen me hugging Scott, but it wasn’t imagination, nor was I hallucinating. “What’s going on here?” Aunt Hilda asked, trying hard not to believe what she had just witnessed. I quickly rushed to her. “Aunt Hilda, I can explain—” My words were cut short by a slap from her, while Alex rushed to Scott and, with fury in his eyes, punched him in the face. Liam, who had seen it all, quickly got down from the mini car he had been playing with. “Aunt Hilda, why did you slap my Mummy? Uncle Alex, why did you slap my Daddy?” Liam asked, unaware that he was only adding fuel to the fire. Aunt Hilda and Alex gave me a disappointing look after Liam called Scott his Daddy. My heart ached as they stared at me. “Aunt—” I began, tears streaming down my face, but Aunt Hilda cut me off. “I don’t want to hear anything, Allison!” she yelled. I could see the tears threatening to spill from
(Allison's POV) "Where's Liam?" I asked Bonnie when I got home. "He's already sleeping. He kept asking too many questions about why you were crying, but I managed to put him to bed." "Thanks, Bonnie." "It's nothing. Were you able to talk to your family? What did they say?" Bonnie asked. Tears streamed down my face as I sank onto the sofa. "They refused to believe me, Bonnie. They threw me out, thinking I’m having an affair with Scott," I poured out my pain, and Bonnie quickly sat beside me. "You can’t blame them, Allison. You told them you weren’t on speaking terms with Scott, and suddenly they saw you with him. They have every reason to think that way. He’s not just anyone but the man you used to love—your first love." "But it’s all in the past now. They should’ve at least listened to me. I know I was wrong for lying to them, but I was only doing what any mother would do. I granted my son’s wish to have a father. I just wanted Liam to be happy," I said, sniffing. I didn’t bla
(Scott's POV) I stood there like a lifeless being, not even moving an inch from where I was standing. It was as if the earth had stopped moving, and I became stiff on the ground. Allison went after Stefan, caring less if I was here. She went after a man who wasn’t even her fiancé, caring less about how it was going to make me feel. It hurt so much. It ached my heart to see her running after another man. My heart was in so much pain, as if it was being pierced heartlessly with a sharp rod. I held my heart just to suppress the pain, but it stung even more, with my tears spilling down from my eyes, even though I had done my best to stop them from falling. Why can’t she see I regret what I did six years ago? I was just so desperate—desperate to have my own stand so I wouldn’t continue being a laughingstock in the eyes of my dad and his illegitimate family. I loved her then, and I still love her now. How should I make her realize that she is the only woman I have ever loved, and tha
(Writer's POV) Bonnie drove back home after leaving Liam in the care of Aunt Hilda. As she got out of the car, she saw Alex sitting on the doorstep of her house, his head bowed. He was the one who had called her earlier, which was why Bonnie had left Liam with Aunt Hilda to come and see him. She let out a deep sigh before calling his name. "Alex." Alex lifted his head, his eyes misty from the pain of Allison's betrayal. He had trusted his sister deeply, and it shattered him to know she was on speaking terms with Scott after everything she had been through. "Bonnie," he muttered. He stood up, and before Bonnie could say a word, he hugged her. She was startled at first, but understanding the state he was in, she let Alex hug her until his emotions settled. "Are you not going home?" Bonnie asked when they were inside her house. "Can I spend the night?" he asked. "Of course, you can. You're Allison's younger brother; it's my responsibility to look after you as a big sister," Bonnie
(Scott's POV) I stared hard at the house in front of me, contemplating whether I should step out of my car or not. I had inquired about Aunt Hilda’s address with the determination to speak with her, but now that I was here, I felt too scared to leave the safety of my car—too scared to face the anger in her eyes. But this was for Allison and Liam. I had come here to make things right. With that thought in mind, I got out of the car and walked toward the door. Pressing the doorbell, I waited. It rang, but no one came to open the door. "Aren’t they home?" I mumbled, pressing the doorbell again. This time, Liam opened the door. His eyes lit up with joy as soon as he saw me. "Daddy!" he exclaimed excitedly, running into my arms. I scooped him up and held him close. "How are you doing, Liam?" I asked. "I’m fine, Daddy," he replied, his joyful smile still lighting up his face. "That’s good to hear. Where’s your Mummy and Aunt Hilda?" I asked, wondering if he was home alone. "I haven’
(Writer's POV) "What's going on here, Allison?" Stefan asked, as surprise washed over him. He had come to California to give Allison a surprise visit, only to be surprised himself. He just couldn't believe what he had seen. "Stefan... I can explain," Allison stammered, feeling guilty. She had been thinking of how to tell Stefan that she had finally decided to give Scott a second chance. However, she didn't know how to go about it because she knew Stefan had been patiently waiting for her to love him back. "What do you want to explain, Allison? I already saw everything," Stefan said, his voice sounding so heartbroken. "Stefan, listen to me, I—" Before Allison could complete her sentence, Stefan stormed out of the house. "Stefan!" Allison screamed, trying to go after him, but Scott held her hand. "Allie," he whispered her name, and she turned to look at him with misty eyes. "Let's talk later, Scott. I need to explain things to Stefan," she sniffled. "I'll come with you," Scot
(Allison's POV) "What the heck are you doing here?" Bonnie asked harshly when she opened the door and saw me standing at her doorstep. "I came to see you so we can talk, Bonnie," I replied calmly. She had submitted her resignation letter, just like she said she would. I hadn't had the chance to talk to her about it because of what happened to Aunt Hilda. If not for Scott, who dropped the case against Jason so Michael would drop the case against my aunt, I don't think I would have been able to live properly—because she wasn't just my aunt, but a mother to me as well. "We have nothing to talk about, Allison. Didn't you see my resignation letter? What more do you want me to say?" Bonnie shot back harshly. I still couldn't believe she was acting this way because of a man. I understood that she was in love, but I thought she had always said, "Sisters before misters." "Bonnie, you can't be doing this. We've been friends for five years. You can't just cut off our friendship like
(Scott's POV) "How are you feeling, Clara?" I asked two weeks later. She had woken up, but the doctor said she needed to be hospitalized for a few more days. "I'm feeling better, uncle. I should be discharged already." "Discharged? Have you seen yourself in the mirror?" I asked. "Yes, I have. They're just bruises, I can manage," she smiled. "Was that why you came to California without letting me know? I send you an allowance every week, yet you never once called to say you were in California," I scolded. "Don't scold me, uncle. You didn't call me either. If you had called, maybe I would have told you about it." "Don't turn the table on me," I said, and she grinned. I reached for her head and patted her hair. "Are you really okay?" I muttered with worry. Clara took my hand away from her hair with a sigh. "I'm okay, uncle. Have you forgotten I'm strong like a rock?" she said in a funny way, and I smiled, caressing her hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't push through with the
(Writer's POV) Loud laughter filled the room as they all celebrated their victory in getting Jason out of jail. "Didn't I tell you Scott would drop the case the moment you hurt that woman or her family?" Jenna said with a smirk. "We owe it all to you, Jenna. And also to Michael and his girlfriend for pulling off their roles," Gwen said with a smile as she caressed Jason's hair, who clung to her like a child. "Jason is my friend. So when Uncle Hugo came with the offer to pull such an act, I couldn't say no. Thank you, babe, for pretending to be unconscious the whole time," Michael said, and his girlfriend kissed him. "It's nothing, babe. Anything for you," she smiled. "So Scott is still so much in love with that woman?" Hugo asked, not sounding happy about it. "Of course he is. If he wasn't crazy about her, he wouldn't have easily dropped the case against Jason," Jenna answered. Jason smirked, stood up, and sat beside Jenna, who quickly looked at him with irritation. "What the
(Allison's POV) "Are you deaf? Didn't you just hear what I said? Let her see her aunt this instant," Scott demanded in a deep voice. Even Alex was stunned by Scott's sudden transformation since he had always known him to be the calm type. "I wasn't instructed not to let them see her," the officer stuttered. "So it clearly means you're not even following the laws of the county but acting according to someone's instructions. Even murderers have a chance to receive visitors, so you better let them see their aunt, or I assure you—you will lose your job," Scott snarled. The officer was terrified by his threat, and I was sure Scott wouldn’t have threatened him if he wasn’t capable of carrying it out. Should I be thankful for the decision he made six years ago? Feeling threatened by Scott’s words, the officer allowed us to see my aunt. Scott didn’t go in with us because he felt she wouldn’t be happy to see him. Aunt Hilda rushed to us in tears when she was brought in. "Alli
(Allison's POV) "Are you sure you're not the only one dating yourself in this so-called relationship with your boyfriend?" Elena asked after Bonnie finished explaining her situation with Peter. We were seated together in a coffee shop, enjoying some time to ourselves since none of us had anything to do at our respective workplaces. "Peter is a really nice guy," Bonnie defended him, but this wasn't the first time I'd heard her do so. She was always quick to defend him, and I couldn't blame her—she just loved him too much. Moreover, I had met Peter before, and he did seem like a nice guy. "It's not always about being nice, Bonnie. Men can be nice just to cover up the fact that they're cheating on you," Elena said. "Peter isn't cheating on me. I'm the only woman he loves," Bonnie insisted. "Then why has he been so distant from you? Like you said, he doesn't answer your calls, and when you text him, he doesn’t reply or even try to call you back when he misses your calls," El
(Writer's POV) Gwen angrily walked into Hugo's study room and dropped a letter for him on the table. "What's this?" he asked. "It's a letter from the court. Scott is pushing through with the case. If Jason is taken to court, we're going to lose because all the evidence about what he did is on Clara's body. We need to do something about this, Hugo!" Gwen said loudly. "I'm trying." "No, you're not! If you're trying like you said, my son wouldn't still be in jail! He's crying every day. My son has lost so much weight! This is all your fault! If you hadn't had a one-night stand with a woman, Scott wouldn't have come into existence!" she spat. "Can you stop? It's already in the past. I don't acknowledge him as my son. Isn't that enough for you?" Hugo questioned. "No! It's not enough for me, Hugo! All I want is for you to get my son out of jail and make sure he doesn't appear in court. Speak sense into Scott, make him do what you want! You've always been good at that!" "That was six
(Writer's POV) Skye's eyes widened in shock as Alex kissed her. She hadn't seen it coming—not after how he had rejected her. She got her thoughts straight, and just when she was about to kiss him back, Alex broke the kiss. Realizing what he had just done, he ran his hands through his hair. "Why did you kiss me, Alex?" Skye asked with a smile. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you, Skye. I'm so sorry," he apologized, and the smile on her face turned into sadness. "What do you mean you didn't mean to kiss me? You kissed me out of the blue, so what the heck are you saying, Alex?" Skye asked, her voice strained. She thought the kiss meant something to Alex. She had hoped maybe he was finally starting to like her and that was why he kissed her—only for her hopes to be crushed by his apology. "I wasn't thinking when I kissed you." "I still don't understand you, Alex." "I'm sorry, Skye. I shouldn't have kissed you out of the blue. I just had a misunderstanding with the woman I love,
(Writer's POV) Alex pushed his luggage into the condo with a smile on his face. He had just moved into the condo he rented. It was a small apartment, but it was enough since he'd be the only one living in it. "It just needs a little fixing, and it will be perfect," he smiled to himself. Just when he was about to get to work, the doorbell rang. "Is Allison here already?" he muttered, then went to open the door. To his surprise, it turned out to be Bonnie. "Congratulations, Alex!" she exclaimed, spraying confetti on him. "Bonnie? What are you doing here?" he asked, surprised to see her at his doorstep. "Can you let me in first?" she grinned. Alex moved aside so she could enter. "Whoa! The apartment looks nice," Bonnie complimented, her eyes moving around. "You're already inside. Can you answer my question? Allison was supposed to be here." "I know. But she had a lot of work at the company, so she’s taking care of it. I volunteered to come help you settle in," Bonnie