Ethan’s POV I sat across from Reina in the kitchen. I loved the warmth of her presence. It made me sane. Knowing we were in this together gave me a different kind of strength that I had never had before. I needed to protect her and our son, but I also needed to let her in. I decided not to bring up the topic of her monitoring my movement. I had given her so many reasons to worry. “First things first,” I said. “We need to figure out exactly what we are dealing with.”Reina nodded and she became more serious than before. “Agreed. What do we know about the men?”I thought for a moment, recalling the faces and the tense situation from earlier. “Not much. They seemed to be well-prepared. They knew what they were doing.”“Do you think they were here for the debt? Or your father's issue?” she asked.“Both, Most likely,” I replied, feeling my stomach churn at the thought. “I owed a lot of money that I had cleared without attracting attention. But it looks like everything backfired.”“E
ReinaThe night stretched on, and though I was exhausted, sleep felt impossible for me. Again, I was at the dining table, sitting in front with my laptop open in front of me. I scrolled through news articles, trying to find any mention of the men who had threatened us. Then, I felt Ethan’s presence beside me, his eyes were focused on the front door. “Have you found anything?” he asked, breaking the silence that was in the room. I shook my head, feeling frustrated. Everything was tiring, I had to admit. “No, nothing yet. It is like they just disappeared. But I’m not giving up.” Ethan leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his face. “You really should not be doing this, Reina. You need to rest. I worry more when I remember that you are doing this.”“I can’t rest until I know we are safe. And right now, I don’t feel safe at all,” I replied, raising my voice a little. He sighed, shifting in his seat. “You are right. I just don’t want you to get too stressed. You know that
Reina I jumped out of bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I crept to the window and peeked through the curtains. My breath caught in my throat as I saw headlights illuminating our driveway.“Ethan!” I blurted out and my pulse quickened. I rushed to the door and opened it, barely able to contain my anxiety. Ethan was standing there, looking alarmed. “What’s wrong?”“There is a car outside. I think someone is here,” I said, my voice shaky. He frowned, moving closer to me. He was unsure if what I said was true but at this point in time, he could no doubt say what I said. “Stay here. I will check it out.”“No! I want to go with you,” I insisted, my heart racing. “I won’t let you face this alone. What if it's dangerous?”“Fine, but stay close and be quiet,” he whispered to me. We moved carefully to the living room, peering out the window to get a better look. The car was parked at the end of our driveway and its headlights off now. “Who is it?” I asked, straining to see through th
Ethan's POVThe road stretched out ahead of us, dark and winding, lighted only by the faint glow of the headlights. The silence inside the car was thick and heavy and all of us deep down faced our various fears that we refused to talk about. Reina sat next to me, her eyes staring straight ahead, but I could see the tension in her jaw and in the way her hands gripped the edge of her seat. I wanted to say something, anything to make her feel better, but what could I say? Nothing about this was okay.Bruce was in the back seat, glancing at the rearview mirror every few seconds as if he expected someone to be following us. I could not blame him. After what we had been through the past weeks ,paranoia was the new normal.“Are you sure no one is following us?” Reina finally broke the silence. “I have been checking,” Bruce answered. “No one is behind us, at least not for now.”I kept my eyes on the road, trying to focus on getting us to safety. “We just need to make it to the hotel
ReinaThe air inside the hotel was thick and heavy with the weight of everything that had just happened. I could still feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, my body tense and on edge even though we were supposed to be safe now.But were we really safe?I watched Ethan as he paced the room, his face tight with worry. He had not stopped moving since we arrived here, as if staying still would somehow let the danger catch up with us. He was always like this. Taking everything on himself, trying to protect us without letting me in on the plan. But tonight, that wall between us felt thicker than ever.I couldn’t take it anymore. “Ethan, stop,” I said, my voice sharper than I had intended. “You need to sit down. We need to talk.”“I can’t, Reina. I need to make sure everything is in order.”“Bruce is taking care of it,” I pointed out, gesturing to the window where we could see Bruce moving around outside, checking the perimeter like some kind of silent guardian. “Please, just ta
Reina The air smelled different here. It was crisper, cleaner than the air we breathe in our previous country. There was a newness to it, like a fresh start. I stood by the window, looking out at the unfamiliar skyline. There were tall buildings stretched across the horizon with their glass facades reflecting the golden hue of the late afternoon sun. It felt so good, standing here in this new country, far away from everything we had gone through. We were no longer running. At least, that is what I kept telling myself. I had never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn .One minute, we were hiding out in that old house, unsure of what would come next, and now we were here, in a whole new world. Ok Australia. I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me, and I turned to see him walking into the room, carrying a box. Our journey was a long and smooth one and our flight didn't disappoint us. Everything was working together for our good. It was like the universe wanted
Reina I never thought I would find myself working this fast in fashion again, especially not here in this new country where I have not made some good sales, but somehow, things were falling into place faster than I expected. I was able to meet so many rich folks who were interested in my art. I was excited that some of them had gotten to hear one or two news stories about my work back there in my former country. After weeks of settling into our new life, an opportunity came knocking, it was one that I couldn’t refuse. A fashion gig on the runway. It was a really massive event, and it was enough to get me excited. It felt good to have something to focus on, something creative.. The models were preparing backstage, all of them in a flurry of makeup brushes, hair curlers, and last-minute wardrobe adjustments. The energy was contagious, and I loved every second of it. The bright lights, the rush of adrenaline as the models got ready to hit the runway and it reminded me o
Ethan Moving to a new country was both exciting and terrifying. It was as if I had left everything I built behind. My business, my friends, my life. I know that I can't forget the fact that I have built connections all round but, still it doesn't feel the same. Now, I was here, trying to settle down in a place that felt unfamiliar to me. I watched Reina continue thriving in the fashion world that she was already in, but I was still struggling to find my footing. “Dad, can we go now?” Andrew’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see him standing by the door, his backpack slung over one shoulder. His big brown eyes were full of anticipation for his new school, and I couldn’t help but smile at his eagerness. “Yeah, buddy, let’s go,” I replied, grabbing my keys from the table. “We have some schools to check out.” As we stepped outside, the sun was shining bright. The air felt fresh, and it was nice to see children playing in the park nearby. Andrew wal
Reina “Do you want a new car? Or a new apartment?” Ethan teased. “Anyone, my love. A Lamborghini won't be bad, you know.” I turned to face him, and there it was, the smile I had come to know and love over the years. It was the smile that had carried me through the darkest days, the one that had reassured me when I didn’t know how to move forward. The evening was calm and beautiful qne Andrew was at a friend’s house for a sleepover, and Ethan and I were alone for the first time in a while. Alone, but not lonely. We were never lonely when we had ourselves. “I’m looking,” I said softly, walking toward him. “And I see a family that’s been through hell and back, and yet we still survived it.” Ethan reached out to pull me into his arms and held me tight as if he was scared to let me go. “We have always been strong. It was just a matter of time before we realized it.” I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. This was home. This was everything
Reina It was a morning like any other, except it wasn’t. I had just received the news I had been waiting for, hoping for, but still uncertain if it would ever come true. I had gotten another job. It was a job that would challenge me, push me out of my comfort zone, and finally allow me to make a real name for myself in the world I had always longed to be part of. As I stood in the kitchen, staring at the email, I could not stop the tears that filled my eyes. I had worked so hard for this moment, and now that it was here, I was overwhelmed with gratitude and disbelief. “Reina? What’s wrong?” Ethan asked, stepping into the room. His voice was soft, and his concern was evident in his eyes. I couldn’t speak at first, so I just handed him my phone, pointing to the email. He took it from me, his eyes scanning the screen. His face lit up as he read the words. “Wait… you got it? You really got it?” I nodded, my throat tight. “Yes. It’s real, Ethan. They offered me the position. I t
Reina The day had finally come. The day I had been both dreading and hoping for. The day Ethan and I would renew our vows. I had spent so much time imagining what it would feel like, but now that the moment was here, I was filled with excitement and a little nervousness. After everything we had been through, I was not sure how I would feel standing up in front of our friends and family, saying the same vows we made years ago. But this time, I was going to say them with more meaning, more depth, and more love than I ever had before. Ethan had gone above and beyond to make this day perfect, and I had already walked into the garden where it would all happen. It looked like a dream. “Mommy, you look beautiful!” Andrew said, his eyes wide with admiration as he helped me adjust my dress. I laughed softly. “Thank you, baby. You look very handsome too.” He beamed in his little tuxedo, looking just like his father. When Ethan walked in to check on me, I could not help but smil
: A New Beginning (Ethan POV) --- I never thought I’d feel this nervous again. The last time I felt anything close to this was the first time I asked Reina out. But now, standing in our living room with the small box in my pocket, I felt like a teenager unsure if the girl would say yes. Andrew was asleep in his room, and Reina was curled up on the couch, reading a book. Her hair was loosely tied back, and she was wearing one of my old sweatshirts. She looked so comfortable, so at peace, and for a moment, I just stood there, watching her. “Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, not even looking up from her book. I chuckled nervously. “Do I need a reason to stare at my wife?” She finally looked up, raising an eyebrow. “No, but it’s weird when you’re just standing there silently. What’s going on?” I took a deep breath and walked over, sitting beside her. “Reina, can we talk?” She frowned, closing her book. “Is something wrong?” “No, nothing’s wrong,” I assured her. “In
Ethan “ A therapist? We are going to see a therapist, Ethan?” Reina blurted out and I had to calm her down that it's for the better. “Yes. I made that decision and I have already paid for a session. It is a good thing and I think our marriage will get better.” “Oh dear. I'm just scared.” *** Sitting across from Reina in the therapist’s office felt a little weird and I was trying to keep up. This was the first time we had actually met with a therapist about us. The therapist, a calm woman in her mid-50s named Dr. Laura smiled gently at us. “Thank you for coming today. The first step to healing is often the hardest, so I commend you both for being here.” I glanced at Reina, who gave me a small, nervous smile. “We are ready,” I said, squeezing her hand. “Good. Why don’t we start with why you’re here? What made you decide to seek therapy now?” Dr. Laura asked. I looked at Reina, silently asking if she wanted to go first. She nodded and took a deep breath. “I think we h
Reina Evans was at my house again. This time, I was very convinced that he had something off his sleeves. How can someone who I haven't seen in years suddenly show up in the new country where I relocated to? Has he been stalking me all these years? Evans stood at the door, his hands shoved in his pockets, and today he looked so confident in himself. But, I was here to destroy whatever confidence he had. I had hoped I would see the last of him after his first visit, but here he was again, uninvited and unwelcome. “What are you doing here again, Evans? Haven't I told you that I don't want you around me?” I thundered and my pulse was racing. “I needed to talk to you,” he responded calmly, despite my raging anger. “I don’t think we got to finish our conversation the last time.” “There’s nothing left to talk about,” I said, stepping out onto the porch and closing the door behind me. I didn’t want Ethan or Andrew overhearing any of this. “Reina, please,” he said, his eyes pleadin
Ethan I didn’t know where I was driving. I just needed to get out of the house. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, my mind racing with thoughts of Reina, Evans, and everything that had gone wrong. Evans. Just hearing his name made my blood boil. The nerve of him to show up out of nowhere, to text me like he was some concerned friend. And Reina, why hadn’t she told me right away? She keeps doing things like this and it pisses me off. She of all people knows that something like this was the cause of our problem sometime ago. I pulled into an empty parking lot and turned off the engine. When I finally walked back into the house hours later, the living room was dimly lit, and Reina was sitting on the couch, her knees pulled up to her chest. She looked up as I entered, her eyes red and puffy. “You are back,” she said softly. I didn’t answer, dropping my keys on the table and heading for the kitchen. “Ethan,” she called after me with her voice trembling. I paused, leani
ReinaI was wiping down the kitchen counter when the doorbell rang. Andrew was upstairs, resting after a long day of physical therapy, and Ethan had stepped out to pick up a few things from the store.It was odd for someone to come by unannounced, especially at this hour. I wiped my hands on a towel and I headed for the door to check who was there. I was so curious and at the same time cautious that I checked the security camera three times. When I opened it, my heart stopped. I thought I was dreaming or something. “Evans,” I whispered, gripping the doorframe right. He was standing there, looking exactly as I remembered him. He was quite tall, with those piercing blue eyes and well shaved beards. But seeing him now didn’t fill me with the same warmth it once did. Instead, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been splashed over me.“Reina,” he said, his voice soft but steady. “I hope I’m not intruding.”“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. He w
Ethan “Our anniversary was tomorrow?!” That was my exact reaction when I checked the calendar and I saw that I had long forgotten the date of our anniversary . An idea had come to me while sitting in the car, waiting for Reina to return from the grocery store. Our anniversary was tomorrow, and I wanted to do something special. Something that would remind her of the good times we had shared before everything got complicated.I had been racking my brain all week, trying to come up with the perfect plan. Reina deserved something meaningful, something that was not just flowers and a card. She needed to see how much she meant to me.“Okay, Ethan,” I muttered to myself as I parked in front of the house. “You will get our way around this.”The plan was simple yet heartfelt. I was planning a surprise dinner at the place where we had had our first official date before we got married. It was not the fanciest restaurant, but it held a special place in our hearts. I had reserved a private cor