The cry of babies filled the air, a sweet and precious sound that filled Ava's heart with joy and filled the room with warmth. Gloria held one of the twins in her arm, the girl, and looked at Ava with a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "This one looks pretty as you," she said, her voice dripping with malice and a hint of satisfaction. "And the boy looks exactly like Luke."Ava's face lit up with joy as she gazed at the face of her child, her eyes drinking in every feature, every curve, every tiny detail. She started to cry, tears of happiness streaming down her face, mixing with tears of fear and desperation. She reached out her arms, eager to hold her baby, to cradle her in her arms, and never let her go.But Gloria pulled back, a cruel glint in her eye, a smile that seemed to grow wider with Ava's distress. "Too bad you won't get to see your children again," Gloria said, her voice cold and heartless, devoid of any compassion. "This is the last time you'll ever lay eyes on t
Flashback…Hours ago, Stanley rushed into Luke's hospital room, his face etched with worry and urgency, his eyes wide with fear. Mia, who was sitting beside Luke's bed, reading a book, turned her attention to Stanley, concern etched on her face. "What's wrong, Stanley?" she asked, her voice laced with worry, setting the book aside.Stanley caught his breath, his chest heaving with exertion, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Ava's been kidnapped," he blurted out, his voice cracking with emotion, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers.Mia sprang to her feet, her eyes wide with shock, her face pale. "What? Oh my god, what happened?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with worry, her hands flying to her mouth.Luke, who had been watching the exchange, frowned, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Who's Ava?" he asked, his voice laced with confusion, his eyes darting between Stanley and Mia.The room fell silent, the only sound the soft beeping of the machines monitoring Luke
Officer Thompson burst into the hospital room with his men, his eyes scanning the room and the people in it until they landed on Luke, standing tall and determined. Thompson's jaw dropped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Luke, what...how are you...? You were in a coma just months ago, and now you're standing like nothing's wrong?"The doctor stepped forward, a mix of amazement and caution on his face. "This is a miracle, Luke. Your recovery is unprecedented. But I have to advise you, it's not safe for you to leave the hospital. You need to heal, your body needs time to recover from the trauma it's been through."Luke's expression was unyielding, his eyes flashing with determination. "I don't care about my body. My wife's life is of utmost importance. I need to find her, now. Every minute counts."The doctor hesitated, trying to reason with Luke. "But Luke, you can't just leave. You're not even supposed to be standing, let alone walking out of here. You need to stay and let us
PresentStanley carefully handed the twins to Luke, who cradled them in his arms, beaming with joy. Ava's eyes lit up, her face radiant with happiness, as she watched her husband play with their children. The room was filled with the sweet sound of laughter and giggles as Luke made silly faces, stuck out his tongue, and crossed his eyes, sending the twins into fits of giggles.Ava laughed, tears of joy streaming down her face, as she snuggled closer to Luke. The twins' tiny hands wrapped around Luke's fingers, holding tight as he swung them gently back and forth. The warmth and love in the room were palpable, a sense of normalcy and peace washing over them after the traumatic events.Just then, Officer Thompson approached them, a warm smile on his face. "Ava, I'm so happy you're okay," he said, his voice filled with relief. "We were worried sick about you."“I am. Thanks to your team’s help, I’m safe.”Ava's face flushed with embarrassment. "Officer Thompson, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't
Ava left the room, her heart still heavy from the conversation with Amelia. She needed to clear her head and reconnect with Luke and their babies. As she entered the room, she saw Luke sitting on the couch, their baby nestled in his arms. Her heart swelled with love, and she couldn't help but smile."Hey, where were you?" Luke asked, looking up at her with concern.“The kids have been crying and need some breast milk I think.”“Sorry…”Ava waved her hand dismissively. "Just went to freshen up myself. How's the baby doing?"“It’s okay, maybe we’d do this at the hospital, first,” Luke's expression turned serious. "We need to leave. Not to a hospital, okay? Somewhere safe."Ava nodded, her mind racing. "Okay, let's go."As they prepared to leave, Ava suddenly stopped, her legs buckling beneath her. “What’s wrong? Why are you stopping?” Ava didn’t respond but just held to her head like she was feeling lots of pain there and before she knew it, she fell, Luke's eyes widened in alarm as she
The next day, Amelia stood at the airport, her eyes fixed on the departure board, her heart racing with anticipation. Her flight to Italy was scheduled to leave in two hours, and she couldn't wait to see her son, John. The thought of reuniting with him filled her with emotions, and she struggled to contain her tears.The airport buzzed with activity, people rushing to their gates, children crying, and announcements echoing through the speakers. Amelia took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafting from the nearby café. She walked to her gate, her heels clicking on the polished floor, her eyes scanning the crowded terminal.As she approached her gate, she noticed the vibrant colors of the Italian flag on the departure board, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt a sense of excitement and nervousness wash over her. What would Jackson say when she arrived? Would John still recognize her?Amelia found a seat near the window and settled in, her ey
As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil
Amelia sat beside John on the plush couch in her lavish bedroom, her eyes drinking in every detail of her son's face. She had missed so much, and she was determined to catch up. The warm sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the contours of John's features, and Amelia's heart swelled with love. "John, sweetie, tell me everything about yourself," Amelia said, her voice filled with excitement. "What do you like to do? What's your favorite subject in school? Do you have any new friends?" John's eyes sparkled as he launched into an enthusiastic account of his love for soccer, his favorite teacher, Mrs. Gabe, and his passion for reading. Amelia listened, captivated by her son's animated expressions. "And how's your father treating you?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern.”Has he been nice to you? John's face lit up with a warm smile. "Daddy's nice, Mommy. He's always busy, but he makes sure I'm taken care of. He takes me to the park and plays soccer with me whe