(Allison's POV) "You said that to Scott?" Bonnie asked, her eyes wide with disbelief, and I nodded my head. "Why would you do such a thing, Allison?!" she scolded. "I've been giving him a hard time; I just want to give him a second chance to prove himself," I muttered, not fully understanding why she was mad at me. "Let me understand things clearly. Is it for Liam or for yourself?" she questioned. "Why are you being harsh all of a sudden, Bonnie?" I asked, letting her see how bad I felt through my expression. I had expected her to support my decisions just as Elena supported me. "Did Anna's mom talk you into this?" she asked, anger lacing in her voice. "This isn't about Anna's mom. It's about me. Scott has been doing his best, apologizing countless times, but all I do is give him the cold shoulder. If my family forgives him for what he did to me, then there's no need to keep holding grudges against him. We have a son together," I explained to Bonnie. "He apologized cou
(Writer's POV) Bonnie yawned loudly as she typed in the password for her house on the door lock. She entered but was taken aback when she saw her mom in the living room watching a home video. "Mom, what are you doing?" she asked. "Is that how you address your mother, whom you haven't seen in a long time?" her mom replied, placing her hands on her hips. "Sorry, Mom, if I sounded rude, but I wasn't expecting to see you," Bonnie said with a sigh. "How would you have expected to see me when you’ve chosen to cut ties with your parents?" her mom said. "Mom! Why did I cut ties with you and Dad?" Bonnie's eyes widened in surprise. "When was the last time you visited us? Wasn't it the day you came back from New York with Allison? The moment you got your condo, you neither called nor visited," her mom complained. "Come on, Mom, I'm an adult now. You can't expect me to linger around you and Dad like I used to," Bonnie sighed. "You're our only child, Bonnie. Even if you're an ad
(Writer's POV) "Did I wake you up? Your eyes look sleepy," Bonnie said, her eyes lighting up. Alex yawned and shook his head. "No, you didn’t. I'm just exhausted from reading. We have our last paper tomorrow," he answered, yawning again. "You should go back to reading. I wouldn’t want to distract you," Bonnie smiled, trying to end the video chat, but Alex stopped her. "No, don’t!" he said loudly. "You need to read, Alex. I wouldn't want to be the reason you're unable to write your exam properly tomorrow." "I've been reading all day, Bonnie. It’s a difficult course—that’s why I’m still studying. But don’t worry, I can handle the exam questions tomorrow," he said, smiling at her through the screen. He had been exhausted from studying and preparing for his graduation, but right now, he didn’t look tired anymore—because he was talking to the woman his heart beat for. The moment her call popped up on his laptop screen, he picked up without hesitation. "Are you really sure y
(Writer's POV) Peter entered his room, and when he saw Reggie sleeping on his bed, a smile surged through his face. He walked closer and sat beside him, his smile deepening. He placed a single rose near Reggie's nostril, and Reggie smiled with his eyes closed, inhaling the fragrance of the flower. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and they exchanged a warm smile. "Did you sleep well?" Peter asked, interlocking their hands. "Yes, I did. I just wish we could be like this forever, Peter," Reggie sighed. Peter gave him a smile before kissing him briefly on the lips. "I'm going to find a way, Reggie. Once I do, we’ll be together openly, without hiding our relationship," Peter said, caressing his face. "Does that mean you'll have to tell your mom you're gay?" Reggie asked. "You know how my mom is, right? Because of her beliefs, she’ll never accept it," Peter said sadly. "Then how can we date openly, Peter? I don't want to keep sneaking around. My parents have already accepted me
(Scott's POV) Allison said she would give me a second chance to prove myself if I win her family's forgiveness, and I couldn't help but feel happy about it. Even though I know it's going to be hard earning Aunt Hilda and Alex's forgiveness because they hate me for what I did, I still felt hopeful. If I'm able to earn their forgiveness, it means I'd have a second chance with Allison and prove to her just how much I love her. Although Jenna's threat still lingers in my mind, but I'll find a way to tell Allison. I hope she understands that it only happened once, and that was the time I ended things with her, all because of my selfishness. Once I'm able to do all of these, I'm going to marry her, and if possible, give Liam a sibling he can play with. I simpered at my thoughts. I haven't earned her family's forgiveness yet, and here I was, imagining a happy married life with her. You can't blame me—I love her too damn much, and not once have I stopped loving her. If not for my selfis
(Allison's POV) "Whoa! My son is so intelligent!" I said with so much excitement, ruffling his hair playfully after he had successfully written the alphabet from beginning to end. "Are you proud of me, Mummy?" he asked. "Yes, I am very proud of you, Liam. Kids your age can barely write the alphabet correctly, but you nailed it, son. My son is a genius!" I tickled him, and he laughed. "Mummy, who did I take my intelligence from? Is it from you or from Daddy?" he asked with a smile. It can never be me. I wasn't much of an intelligent person. I always struggled with my academics, especially with maths. Alex had always been the one to help me out, even when I was in a higher grade than he was. He just had to look at the examples given, and boom, he knew how to solve the math problems. As for Scott, he was smarter than I am, but I wasn't sure if Liam got his intelligence from Scott. It had to be Alex, since he was the only genius when it came to academic performance. "I thi
(Allison's POV) I stepped out of the car after successfully arriving at the hotel. I had dropped Liam off with Elena and Anna because I’d be busy today, preparing a surprise for Alex. Since he’d be graduating, Aunt Hilda and I knew he’d pass with a first-class upper and decided to surprise him. It was just a little surprise, but I was sure Alex would definitely love it. All we needed to do was decorate the room to his taste and stock it with lots of gifts that he’d love. Aunt Hilda had already informed me that she was in the hotel room, so I made my way there through the elevator, a smile spreading across my face. I was happy for my brother and even happier that I had the resources to do this for him, even though I never had sure surprised in my own time. The elevator door opened, and I stepped out. My eyes searched for the room number, and a smile surged through me when I saw the room Aunt Hilda had booked after I wired her the money. My hand went to the doorknob, and just
(Allison's POV) "What! You're getting your own condo?" I asked, my eyes widening in surprise after Alex declared his decision to me. His graduation was a huge success, and he was thrilled with the surprise we gave him. Scott had attended, but Alex and Aunt Hilda didn't pay much attention to him, though they acknowledged him a little because Liam had been present. "Yes, sis. I've been planning this for a long time—to get my own condo after graduation," Alex replied. "Where did you get the money to rent a condo?" I asked again. "I had a lot of part-time jobs while I was still in school. My savings are enough to rent a small apartment." "You were working part-time behind my back? I told you to focus on school, not get a job!" I scolded. "It's all in the past now, sis. Besides, my part-time jobs didn't affect my studies. I graduated with a first-class upper, remember?" he remarked. "Even so, Alex, if I had known you were working while studying, I wouldn't have allowed it.
(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
(Scott's POV) "What happened?" Allison asked when I approached her with a frown on my face. "It's nothing," I replied, forcing out a smile. "I don't believe there's nothing, Scott. I know when you're faking a smile and when you're truly smiling," she stated. "You know me so well, Allie," I said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "Yeah, I do. I don't want to say this, but..." she hesitated before continuing. "You used to be my boyfriend." I smiled at her words. Once I gained her family's forgiveness, being her boyfriend would be a thing of the past because I was going to marry her ASAP. "So what happened in here?" she pressed on. "Nothing much. It's just Jason being annoying," I said, leaving out the part where he had threatened to endanger her life. I didn’t want her to feel unsafe. I didn't just have a family that didn't love me, I also had a messed-up family. "You shouldn't let him get to you, Scott," she said, tapping my shoulder with a smile, though sh
(Scott's POV) For the very first time, Allison and I finally got to talk properly. I hope she understands me after explaining myself to her last night. I know my actions weren’t justified, but I hope she sees things from my point of view. Cutting ties in California was the only option I had to make it in life. I came out of my room and went downstairs. A smile surged through me when I saw Allison feeding Liam. He was ready for school. "Come on Liam, you need to eat some more," she pleaded. "I don't want to eat, Mummy," Liam shook his head. "You just ate two spoons of macaroni. How can you be full?" she pouted, making me smile. "I don't want to eat, Mummy," Liam repeated, shaking his head again. "Liam, you should eat, or your Mummy will get sad," I said, making my presence known. "Daddy!" Liam exclaimed excitedly. He jumped down from the chair and rushed toward me. I scooped him up from the ground. "Good morning, Daddy," he grinned. "How was your night?" I asked
(Allison's POV) "What happened at the hospital?" I asked Scott, offering him a glass of water. He accepted it but didn't drink much from it. He was sitting in the dining room, so I sat two chairs away from him, staring at his wet eyes. I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried about him. "What happened? Did something happen to any of your family members?" I asked. I didn't know any of his family members because Scott had been discreet about it even while we were dating. "I don't want to talk about it, Allie," he sniffled. "And you think I'd just accept it like that? You came home looking sad. You don't expect me to keep silent about it." "Where's Liam?" he asked. "He's already sleeping. But don't try to change the topic, Scott. What happened? You know me—I won't stop asking until you give me answers," I demanded, and he smiled warmly at me. "Of course, I know you, Allie. I dated you, remember? You've always been persistent," he smiled again, those dimples of his ap
(Scott's POV) "Are you alright?" I asked Peter, who wouldn't stop glancing at his phone with a sad face. "Yeah... I'm fine. Why do you ask?" he stuttered. "Your eyes have been on your phone, and it looks like you're on the brink of crying. Are you and Bonnie having misunderstandings?" I questioned again, remembering the couple of times Allison and I had a little misunderstanding during our dating era. She might have been the clingy type of girlfriend, but when it came to keeping malice, she was very good at it. So I was always the one who took the first step to apologize to her, whether I was wrong or not. "Not at all, boss. Bonnie and I are cool," he responded, returning to his phone. "You love Bonnie, right?" I asked, and he gave me a questionable look. "Why do you ask, boss?" I stared at him, recalling when I met him with a man he introduced to me as his friend. The man had kissed him, and the way they interacted didn't seem like they were just friends. It had bee
(Writer's POV) Music echoed loudly in the background as Jason partied like it was the last day of his life. He was drinking and smoking nonstop while rocking on the butts of two women who kept him entertained. He had just hosted a party and had invited his friends, who were just like him. They tended to lavish their money on women and parties since they weren't the ones who had to work hard for it. "You're the real deal, Jason Stiles!" his friends showered him with praises as he threw money into the air like he was pouring champagne. He was in his late thirties, but he still hadn't learned to think for himself because his mother always supported him, even when he was in the wrong. Reasonable men his age had already started families of their own and built businesses, but that life wasn't for Jason. He preferred wasting money on women and hosting parties. He believed that he didn't need to work since he was the eldest son of the Stiles family and the favorite son of Hugo Sti
(Allison's POV) "What! You're getting your own condo?" I asked, my eyes widening in surprise after Alex declared his decision to me. His graduation was a huge success, and he was thrilled with the surprise we gave him. Scott had attended, but Alex and Aunt Hilda didn't pay much attention to him, though they acknowledged him a little because Liam had been present. "Yes, sis. I've been planning this for a long time—to get my own condo after graduation," Alex replied. "Where did you get the money to rent a condo?" I asked again. "I had a lot of part-time jobs while I was still in school. My savings are enough to rent a small apartment." "You were working part-time behind my back? I told you to focus on school, not get a job!" I scolded. "It's all in the past now, sis. Besides, my part-time jobs didn't affect my studies. I graduated with a first-class upper, remember?" he remarked. "Even so, Alex, if I had known you were working while studying, I wouldn't have allowed it.