On Villa Mimosa’s terrace, Marie and Christopher were sitting, chatting, and looking at the adults and children who were laughing, talking, and playing on the lawn and in the small treehouse. The image of the Grayson Trio, with their spouses and children, made Marie smile proudly.
“Three generations of Grayson under the same roof and at the same time...” she whispered trying to hold back the tears.
Chris pulled her lightly towards him and kissed her temple. Like his wife, Chris too was very happy to have everyone there with them. The opportunities were extremely rare, especially those of seeing Richard, Christine, and the girls back to the States for a vacation.
But after all that had happened at Audrey's birth, all of them had started to appreciate their family time much m
“Marie, sweetie...” Chris's voice brought her back to reality. Their boys were calling the old couple to join them on the lawn. Rosa and Julia, the new cook, had already gone out onto the terrace and brought fresh lemonade for everyone.“Where were you just now?” Chris asked curiously.“I was taking a walk amongst our memories,” she replied in her usual simplicity.“I hope you relieved only the good ones,” Chris added. The look in her eyes and the bright smile on her lips made him understand understood that she just took a walk amongst some wonderful memories. He kissed her hand and helped her get up from her chair.“Come on, let's join our kids and talk to them a little before dinner. Let’s hear what are their plans for the holidays.”&n
Isabelle's cheeks changed color. He smiled. Even now, after all this time, she was getting embarrassed easily whenever he would get pretty… aroused. She was his woman; he had done things with her that he hadn’t done with another woman. Shawn had told her things about him that others didn’t know. Isabelle was the keeper of his life. Unfortunately, their sexual life suffered a slight change since she had the baby. He knew it would happen, he knew that Isabelle's hormonal swings could lead to this point, but it was so difficult being next to her and not making love to her. Every night he was sleeping beside her, holding her in his arms, kissing her, caressing her, speaking to her softly, but that was about it. Between the two of them, there was a delightfully painful game of coddling, caress
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Isabelle smiled sadly while remembering Billy and his words immediately after the wedding ceremony, as he reached out and congratulated her.‘I would have loved to stay longer, but the life of the ‘Grayson Tech’ CEO is always filled with so much to do
Before entering back to the room filled with guests, Isabelle saw a person coming out of nowhere, blocking her way in. She startled for a second but immediately started to smile when she saw who was in front of her.‘Oh, Ted, hello!’ she said softly a
She was there, in the doorway. Isabelle was still a wonderful vision in ivory, but all the excitement from before had turned into... pain. She was holding in one hand an envelope and on the other, a couple of... photos. Her gaze was filled with painful, silent questions. She shook her head in total disbelief.‘Belle!’
When Isabelle opened the door, Marie just held her breath. The woman in front of her was extremely pale. The smile that lit her face earlier had been replaced by a gruesome mask of pain. Isabelle’s eyes were red from all the crying and she was walking around like a ghost. The wedding dress was gone and her old clothes, the ones she used to wear before, were back in.
She took the suitcase, closed the door, and followed Marie to the car where Chris was waiting for them. Marie told him the address and ask him to drove them there. The entire trip, he couldn't stop mumbling, counting the ways he was going to make Shawn pay for what he did to Isabelle.
Isabelle's cheeks changed color. He smiled. Even now, after all this time, she was getting embarrassed easily whenever he would get pretty… aroused. She was his woman; he had done things with her that he hadn’t done with another woman. Shawn had told her things about him that others didn’t know. Isabelle was the keeper of his life. Unfortunately, their sexual life suffered a slight change since she had the baby. He knew it would happen, he knew that Isabelle's hormonal swings could lead to this point, but it was so difficult being next to her and not making love to her. Every night he was sleeping beside her, holding her in his arms, kissing her, caressing her, speaking to her softly, but that was about it. Between the two of them, there was a delightfully painful game of coddling, caress
“Marie, sweetie...” Chris's voice brought her back to reality. Their boys were calling the old couple to join them on the lawn. Rosa and Julia, the new cook, had already gone out onto the terrace and brought fresh lemonade for everyone.“Where were you just now?” Chris asked curiously.“I was taking a walk amongst our memories,” she replied in her usual simplicity.“I hope you relieved only the good ones,” Chris added. The look in her eyes and the bright smile on her lips made him understand understood that she just took a walk amongst some wonderful memories. He kissed her hand and helped her get up from her chair.“Come on, let's join our kids and talk to them a little before dinner. Let’s hear what are their plans for the holidays.”&n
On Villa Mimosa’s terrace, Marie and Christopher were sitting, chatting, and looking at the adults and children who were laughing, talking, and playing on the lawn and in the small treehouse. The image of the Grayson Trio, with their spouses and children, made Marie smile proudly.“Three generations of Grayson under the same roof and at the same time...” she whispered trying to hold back the tears. Chris pulled her lightly towards him and kissed her temple. Like his wife, Chris too was very happy to have everyone there with them. The opportunities were extremely rare, especially those of seeing Richard, Christine, and the girls back to the States for a vacation. But after all that had happened at Audrey's birth, all of them had started to appreciate their family time much m
The prison… This was a very scary place, but Isabelle took a deep breath and gather all her courage. She was determined to find out who Nathaniel Stevens really was: a lost soul or the devil himself. Once she would receive the answers she was looking for, Isabelle will finally close this chapter of her life or help him change. Her baby girl was about to come into this world and she wanted to welcome her by closing all the wounds left open and still bleeding: the old ones made by her father and the new ones caused by Nathaniel Stevens. Shawn's love had been her cure. He had given her peace of mind and had helped her trust people again, but Shawn had been able to cure the pain caused by her father only partially. The rest was up to her. &nbs
“Never!” He got up and stood in front of her. Shawn’s expression was harsh, cold. His eyes had that icy look that she had seen so many times. Isabelle had expected Shawn's reaction, she was prepared for it. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm while talking to him.“Shawn, please... I have to know...”“Know what, Isabelle? What in the world can this psychopath tell you? Why are you allowing him to keep hurting you over and over again?”“Sweetheart, you know how much I loved my father. Before that fatal night, flaws and all, he was my hero. After he got sick, I’ve started noticing a certain behavior, finding out things about him that were hurtful. His words to me were like sharp knives through my heart.” Isabelle took a deep breath. She won’t cry, otherwise, Shawn wou
Sitting in the armchair, Isabelle was looking with sadness outside of the window. She hadn’t been able to sleep much that night, so carefully, without waking Shawn up, she got out of bed and went into the living room. She needed to think about what she had discovered since the day she went to the hospital to see Stephie. As much as she had tried to convince herself that it wasn’t true, the facts were very clear. Nathaniel Stevens was her half-brother. That merciless man that all of them had seen and known, that monster, was her father’s son. From beyond the grave, her father had managed to hurt her once more. Months had passed since she last thought of her father. Her last memory of him was a very unhappy one. But life rewarded her and Isabelle was no longer alone. She was no longer weak.
“I love you and I’ll never leave your side again. Ever!” He smiled at her blank, incredulous expression, then lowered his face to hers and sipped the tears off her cheeks.“I was ready to abandon the road to love because I thought that it had nothing to do with me. I couldn’t see what was in front of me because of my stubbornness or perhaps because of my fear of getting hurt again. So, I ignored all the signs and raised a wall between me and the entire world. Then you came and the world stopped turning for a moment. When I finally saw who you were, I felt like I was breathing for the first time. I felt my heart finally beating the right way when I saw you smiling when I looked you in the eyes. The second after, my wall was torn down by you, by your sweetness, by your love and our souls became one.”“Billy...” she whispered. “How can you say this after eve
“I want to help you and Stephie, so let me know what would you like me to do,” she replied with a sweet smile on her lips.“It’s not about me at all, it’s about Stephie only. Belle, after the doctor is going to sign her discharge, Stephie’s going to need all the psychological support in the world. She’s going to need a friend, a person who can understand what’s really going on with her. You two have been tagged by the same psychopath, so you have something in common. As much as I’ve tried, I can’t calm her down, I can't bring her back to me all by myself. For the first time in a long time, whatever I say or do to her, falls flat. She struggles to open up to me and this thing kills me slowly. Stephie keeps it all inside and she keeps pushing me away while the pain is consuming her from inside out. I can’t accept this, especially now that...”“Now that...?” Shawn added approaching his cou
It was still raining. Billy looked beyond his own reflection in the window out into the dark, forlorn night. Stephanie had a very rough night, waking up several times. She couldn’t stop crying, so the nurses had to give her a sedative to calm her down and allow her body to start recovering from the shock she went through. Billy didn’t sleep or move from her bedside. He couldn’t let go of her hand or take his eyes off her. Just the thought of leaving her for one second was too much. What Stephanie had experienced was extremely painful and Billy was afraid she might never recover from it. But the doctor said that in time love, care, attention will cure her spirit and her mind. And the baby… The news that she was pregnant, that the baby was alright, should’ve been a reason enough