Chapter 56
Mia woke to the shrill ring of her phone before the sun had even risen, pale light filtering through her bedroom curtains. Her heart thudded in her chest when she saw Andreas’s name on the screen. “I… wanted to let you know,” his voice was gentle but strained, “Brian’s stable. He’s out of the ICU. They’re moving him to a regular pediatric ward this morning.” Mia exhaled, relief and guilt twinning in her throat. “Thank God,” she whispered. She'd been concerned since he told her last night about the child's condition. She was going to go to him, but it was already late in the night. “Do you want me to come?” she asked. Silence lengthened on the other end. Then he said, “Yes. Please…” “Okay…” Mia replied. “Sofia’s coming too,” she added before they ended the call. A few minutes later, Mia roused Sofia with sleepy kisses. “Come on, Sofia. WChapter 57The late afternoon sun bled gold through the gauzy curtains of Susan’s living room, casting soft patterns on the cream carpet beneath Mia’s feet. She stood by the large window, cradling her own silence as she watched the world outside it. Susan’s home. The smell of fresh coffee drifted from the open kitchen, blending with the faint scent of lavender from a nearby diffuser.Her eyes wandered to the lush, perfectly mowed lawn that stretched like a soft green painting outside the glass. On it, laughter danced freely. Shawn, Susan’s husband, barefoot and grinning, was tossing a worn-out soccer ball between Sofia and Nick, both children squealing with joy as they ran after it, arms flailing, giggles unrestrained. The kind of joy that belonged to a life untainted.“Susan!” Shawn called, turning slightly as the ball skidded past him. “Make that two cups, will you?”“I already am, you clown!” came Susan’s voice from the kitchen,
Chapter 58The moonlight draped the streets in silver shadows as Mia pulled into her driveway, the quiet hum of the engine the only sound breaking the stillness of the night. She turned off the ignition and glanced at the passenger seat where Sofia, bundled in her favorite pink hoodie, dozed with her head tilted against the window. A soft smile curled on Mia’s lips. The day had been long, filled with laughter, running feet, spilled juice, and the warmth of old friendship. But it had also left a familiar ache in her chest. One she couldn't shake.Inside the house, she carried Sofia upstairs, her daughter’s weight warm and limp in her arms. She laid her gently on the bed, pulling the soccer field-patterned blanket up to her chin and brushing a curl from her forehead. The little girl murmured in her sleep, turning slightly, and Mia kissed her on the temple. “Goodnight, my love,” she whispered.The night air hung heavy with the scent of jas
Chapter 59 Mia's night had shifted. It was no longer a hollow echo of Andreas's silence, but now something alive, something burning. The moment she ran into his arms, her body responded before her mind could catch up. His warmth swallowed her, strong arms lifting her as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed the side of her neck, his hands firm beneath her thighs. "Shh... quiet," she whispered against his ear, her voice low and teasing. "Sofia's asleep." "Then I guess we better keep our voices down," he murmured, his grin pressed against her skin. He carried her inside like she weighed nothing, and Mia giggled softly, burying her face in his shoulder. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing their world off from everything outside. He set her down in the living room, but Mia didn’t let go of his hand. She held it tightly, eyes sparkling with intention.
Chapter 60The late afternoon sun bled golden streaks across the sky, casting long shadows over the city park. Laughter rang in the air with children squealing in delight, parents chatting, and the occasional bark of a dog as it chased after a ball. To any outsider, it looked like a perfect family outing. But for Tania, every cheerful note in the air grated against her nerves. As her eyes landed on Andreas, she noticed the tension emanating from his body and he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. She watched from the bench as Andreas stood by the side of the play area, his hands in the pockets of his charcoal hoodie, eyes fixed on the small boy laughing inside the ball pit. Brian’s curls bounced as he flailed through the rainbow-colored plastic, his face lit up in wonder and glee. Occasionally, he’d look up, searching for his mother or Andreas. Whenever his gaze landed on Andreas, he’d wave shyly. And Andreas, sweetly and patiently, would
Chapter 61The words settled like a rock in Mia's chest."I'm fighting to get full custody of my son, Brian" Andreas whispered into the quiet of her room, his breath still warm against her collarbone.Mia stiffened in his arms, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. The air between them crackled but not with the heat from moments before, but with the weight of something heavier, denser. Her lips parted, but the question came out as barely more than a breath."What?"Andreas’s hands slid to her waist, grounding her, steadying her as though he could sense the shift happening inside her. He didn’t repeat himself. He didn’t have to.The room felt suddenly colder, shadows stretching longer against the walls, and the humming silence that followed was almost unbearable.Mia stepped back, folding her arms over her chest as if she could shield herself from the storm that was gathering within. "You want to take him away f
Chapter 62The door slammed shut behind her like a final verdict.Tania’s heels clicked with frantic rhythm on the battered laminate floor as she stormed into the apartment, a raging storm of anger bubbling in her very being. She barely registered her environment as arms tightened around Brian, who was starting to squirm, and with a huff of frustration, she dropped him onto the lumpy old couch.He fussed immediately, whimpering, kicking, and rubbing his eyes with tiny balled fists, but she was already pacing, clawed hands dragging through her sweat-damp blonde hair. Her skin prickled. Her teeth ground together. Her ears buzzed with the echo of Andreas’s voice, still rattling around her skull like shrapnel.“Full custody,” she spat, venom thick on her tongue. “He said he wants full custody. He's crazy if he thinks, even for one second that I'll agree to give up my child without a fight!”Brian’s cries grew louder as he heard Tania's a
Chapter 1 The studio lights danced across Mia Martinez's flawless features, illuminating her captivating presence. Mia Martinez, a singer, model, and a devoted mother, embodies the essence of a stunning international model. At 34, she radiated youthful vitality, exuding confidence. Her petite yet athletic frame stands at 5'8”, with measurements that rival the industry's highest standards. Her captivating presence, both on and off stage, has cemented her status as an international superstar, admired and adored by fans worldwide. Her raven hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, framing her heart-shaped face and striking hazel eyes. "Alright, let's get this shoot done! The release date is closing in!" Mia's best friend and personal assistant, Susan Miller, directed the crew with precision. As Mia greeted Susan, their warm smiles reflected a deep-seated friendship. Susan's exceptional organizational skills have been instrumental in Mia's comeback. Mia's gaze drifted to the ring
Chapter 2 Andreas sat crossed legged on his grey coloured sofa tapping away furiously on the gamepad he was holding. Besides him was a tray of snacks and wrappers of empty ones littered all across his exquisitely furnished living room. His sharp brown eyes were focused solely on the TV screen as his athletic shoulder moved up and down inside the blue tank top he was wearing. Shouting loud curses at the screen when he missed an important pass. “Andreas. How stupid. You did it again, didn't you?” He muttered sadly to himself. The raw pain was evident in his voice. Then, he ended the game. Reaching for the remote control, he switched to a news channel and the voice of the reporter filled his spacious living room. ‘And on sports news,” the reporter began. “Andreas Martinez, the 24 year old striker for the Super Championship football club, was seen getting physical with another young man at the club yesterday. According to an eyewitness report…’ Andreas rolled his eyes as he groan
Chapter 62The door slammed shut behind her like a final verdict.Tania’s heels clicked with frantic rhythm on the battered laminate floor as she stormed into the apartment, a raging storm of anger bubbling in her very being. She barely registered her environment as arms tightened around Brian, who was starting to squirm, and with a huff of frustration, she dropped him onto the lumpy old couch.He fussed immediately, whimpering, kicking, and rubbing his eyes with tiny balled fists, but she was already pacing, clawed hands dragging through her sweat-damp blonde hair. Her skin prickled. Her teeth ground together. Her ears buzzed with the echo of Andreas’s voice, still rattling around her skull like shrapnel.“Full custody,” she spat, venom thick on her tongue. “He said he wants full custody. He's crazy if he thinks, even for one second that I'll agree to give up my child without a fight!”Brian’s cries grew louder as he heard Tania's a
Chapter 61The words settled like a rock in Mia's chest."I'm fighting to get full custody of my son, Brian" Andreas whispered into the quiet of her room, his breath still warm against her collarbone.Mia stiffened in his arms, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. The air between them crackled but not with the heat from moments before, but with the weight of something heavier, denser. Her lips parted, but the question came out as barely more than a breath."What?"Andreas’s hands slid to her waist, grounding her, steadying her as though he could sense the shift happening inside her. He didn’t repeat himself. He didn’t have to.The room felt suddenly colder, shadows stretching longer against the walls, and the humming silence that followed was almost unbearable.Mia stepped back, folding her arms over her chest as if she could shield herself from the storm that was gathering within. "You want to take him away f
Chapter 60The late afternoon sun bled golden streaks across the sky, casting long shadows over the city park. Laughter rang in the air with children squealing in delight, parents chatting, and the occasional bark of a dog as it chased after a ball. To any outsider, it looked like a perfect family outing. But for Tania, every cheerful note in the air grated against her nerves. As her eyes landed on Andreas, she noticed the tension emanating from his body and he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. She watched from the bench as Andreas stood by the side of the play area, his hands in the pockets of his charcoal hoodie, eyes fixed on the small boy laughing inside the ball pit. Brian’s curls bounced as he flailed through the rainbow-colored plastic, his face lit up in wonder and glee. Occasionally, he’d look up, searching for his mother or Andreas. Whenever his gaze landed on Andreas, he’d wave shyly. And Andreas, sweetly and patiently, would
Chapter 59 Mia's night had shifted. It was no longer a hollow echo of Andreas's silence, but now something alive, something burning. The moment she ran into his arms, her body responded before her mind could catch up. His warmth swallowed her, strong arms lifting her as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed the side of her neck, his hands firm beneath her thighs. "Shh... quiet," she whispered against his ear, her voice low and teasing. "Sofia's asleep." "Then I guess we better keep our voices down," he murmured, his grin pressed against her skin. He carried her inside like she weighed nothing, and Mia giggled softly, burying her face in his shoulder. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing their world off from everything outside. He set her down in the living room, but Mia didn’t let go of his hand. She held it tightly, eyes sparkling with intention.
Chapter 58The moonlight draped the streets in silver shadows as Mia pulled into her driveway, the quiet hum of the engine the only sound breaking the stillness of the night. She turned off the ignition and glanced at the passenger seat where Sofia, bundled in her favorite pink hoodie, dozed with her head tilted against the window. A soft smile curled on Mia’s lips. The day had been long, filled with laughter, running feet, spilled juice, and the warmth of old friendship. But it had also left a familiar ache in her chest. One she couldn't shake.Inside the house, she carried Sofia upstairs, her daughter’s weight warm and limp in her arms. She laid her gently on the bed, pulling the soccer field-patterned blanket up to her chin and brushing a curl from her forehead. The little girl murmured in her sleep, turning slightly, and Mia kissed her on the temple. “Goodnight, my love,” she whispered.The night air hung heavy with the scent of jas
Chapter 57The late afternoon sun bled gold through the gauzy curtains of Susan’s living room, casting soft patterns on the cream carpet beneath Mia’s feet. She stood by the large window, cradling her own silence as she watched the world outside it. Susan’s home. The smell of fresh coffee drifted from the open kitchen, blending with the faint scent of lavender from a nearby diffuser.Her eyes wandered to the lush, perfectly mowed lawn that stretched like a soft green painting outside the glass. On it, laughter danced freely. Shawn, Susan’s husband, barefoot and grinning, was tossing a worn-out soccer ball between Sofia and Nick, both children squealing with joy as they ran after it, arms flailing, giggles unrestrained. The kind of joy that belonged to a life untainted.“Susan!” Shawn called, turning slightly as the ball skidded past him. “Make that two cups, will you?”“I already am, you clown!” came Susan’s voice from the kitchen,
Chapter 56 Mia woke to the shrill ring of her phone before the sun had even risen, pale light filtering through her bedroom curtains. Her heart thudded in her chest when she saw Andreas’s name on the screen. “I… wanted to let you know,” his voice was gentle but strained, “Brian’s stable. He’s out of the ICU. They’re moving him to a regular pediatric ward this morning.” Mia exhaled, relief and guilt twinning in her throat. “Thank God,” she whispered. She'd been concerned since he told her last night about the child's condition. She was going to go to him, but it was already late in the night. “Do you want me to come?” she asked. Silence lengthened on the other end. Then he said, “Yes. Please…” “Okay…” Mia replied. “Sofia’s coming too,” she added before they ended the call. A few minutes later, Mia roused Sofia with sleepy kisses. “Come on, Sofia. W
Chapter 55 The fluorescent lights of Health Wise General Hospital stretched in an endless grid overhead, humming like a swarm of bees trapped behind a glass ceiling. Andreas burst through the revolving doors, his pulse thrumming so loudly he feared the echoes might give him away. Every polished tile underfoot gleamed with sterility and antiseptic scents that clashed with the knot of dread tightening in his gut. He scanned the reception desk. A weary nurse looked up, blinking at the late hour. He spoke first, “I'm here for a Brian Costa..” He said guessing the child's last name to be the same as Tania's. “Brian Costa?” The nurse asked as she browsed through the computer in front of her, taking longer than usual. Andreas then, cut straight to the point, voice rough with urgency. “Where is he?” The nurse pointed down a corridor lined with pediatric wards. “Room 312…” Her eyes, sympat
Chapter 54 The air was cool, heavy with the earthy scent of night blooming jasmine that curled around the edges of Mia’s elegant home like a whispered lullaby. Crickets played their song somewhere in the distance as Andreas stood by the side of the house, surrounded by glass and stillness, peering through the transparent walls into a home that he now felt comfortable in. Inside, warm amber light spilled over the polished wooden floors, catching the reflection of Sofia’s toys scattered near the couch and the empty wine glasses from dinner. The echo of laughter still danced in his ears, soft, innocent, and untainted. For the first time in what felt like forever, his chest wasn’t tight with anxiety or guilt. His pulse had slowed. His breath moved easy. This was what peace tasted like. He was still smiling when he heard the soft pad of bare feet approaching. Mia stepped out onto the stone pathway, her silhouette glow