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
Ava's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with Luke's concerned gaze. He sat beside her, his face etched with worry, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep."What... what happened?" Ava asked, her voice groggy and barely above a whisper.Luke's expression softened, and he took her hand in his. "You fainted, Ava. You've been out for a few hours. I was so scared when I saw you on the floor."Ava's mind fogged, memories slowly returning. She remembered being with Amelia and then to Luke, talking to him about to leave, and then... nothing."The twins... where are they?" Ava asked, her voice laced with panic.Luke's hand enveloped hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "They're alright, Ava. They're safe and sound, sleeping in a room. Stanley is watching over them."Ava's eyes welled up with tears as Luke pulled her into a tight hug."Rest, Ava. Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," Luke whispered into her ear. “After you’re strong enough, we would go see the kids.”But Ava's worrie
Gloria paced back and forth in her prison cell, her eyes blazing with anger. Her lawyer, Mr. Jenkins, sat calmly, his expression stern. "Get me out of here," Gloria demanded, her voice low and menacing. "I don't belong here. This is all Amelia Clifford’s fault. I didn’t see this coming."Mr. Jenkins shook his head. "Gloria, there's no way. You've been convicted of multiple crimes, including abduction and assault. The evidence against you is overwhelming. You just have to stay put and serve your sentence."“Fuck it!”Gloria's face twisted in rage. "That Ava Richardson thinks she's so perfect, doesn't she? She's the reason I'm here. She's always been the reason for my misery." Gloria's curses filled the air, her venom directed at Ava.Mr. Jenkins sighed. "Gloria, Ava Richardson is the victim here. You abducted her and her children and nearly killed her. You need to accept responsibility for your actions."Gloria's eyes flashed. "I'll never accept this. Ava Richardson will pay for this. S
Three years had passed since Ava's ordeal, and she had never been happier. She and Luke were hosting an evening gala at their luxurious penthouse, and the excitement was obvious. The penthouse's interior was a masterpiece of design, with lavish chandeliers, marble floors, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the city skyline.The gala's theme was "A Night Under the Stars," and every detail was meticulously planned to create an enchanting atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate silver and gold patterns, shimmering like stardust. Crystal glasses and delicate china sparkled on the tables, while the soft glow of candles and string lights created a warm ambiance.The maids were speedily getting the whole tables set. Inside the penthouse, in an apartment Ava stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her stunning gown. The dress was a custom-made, strapless designer masterpiece, hugging her curves in all the right places. The silk fabric shimmered in the lig