I glanced at Marcus, sensing the tension between us. Despite sitting at opposite ends of the couch, the unspoken emotions lingered in the air. It was clear that we both felt it, but for the sake of our son's happiness, we chose to push it aside.As we discussed our son's upcoming birthday plans, my mind wandered to the past, to the hurt and betrayal. Elijah's affair with Hannah still haunted me, but I knew I had to focus on the present. With a forced smile, I agreed to Marcus' suggestions."Sounds like a wonderful idea," I replied, trying to mask my inner turmoil. However, Marcus saw through my facade."Samantha, are you really okay? You seem distant," he inquired, his eyes filled with concern.I inhaled deeply, forcing a smile onto my face. "I'm alright. Just a bit exhausted," I fibbed. I didn't want to burden him with my own troubles.However, Marcus remained unconvinced. "I know you too well, Samantha. Something is troubling you. Please, don't shut Elijah out. I understand it's dif
I understand that I need to put my ego and pride aside because Marco's happiness on his birthday is what truly matters.As he quickly jotted down the names of his friends, Marcus and I continued to finalize the party plans. We were determined to make Marco's birthday celebration absolutely perfect. "Mom, Dad, I finished!" Marco exclaimed, rushing back to us with his list in hand."Well done, champ," Marcus commended him, tousling his hair affectionately."Let me see," I said, taking the list from him. "Ah, these are all your school buddies, right?""Yes, and I also want to invite Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins from next door," Marco chimed in, pointing to the names at the end of the list."What a thoughtful idea, Marco,"I replied, beaming with pride. "They're wonderful neighbors, and I'm sure they'd be thrilled to join in the fun at your party."Marco's excitement was contagious as he bounced around the room, exclaiming, 'Woohoo!' This party was definitely going to be one for the books!After
As we wandered hand in hand, the park unfolded its wonders before us. The vibrant colors of the flowers and the lush greenery created a mesmerizing scene. Laughter filled the air, lifting our spirits with its carefree melody. The scent of fresh grass and blooming roses enveloped us, awakening our senses.Marco and I found ourselves at the playground, greeted by swings and slides beckoning us to play. With childlike glee, we took turns on the swings, feeling the wind dance around us. The feeling of weightlessness brought back memories of carefree days, filling us with happiness.Moving on to the slide, we eagerly climbed up, hearts racing with anticipation. From the top, the world seemed to open up before us, inviting us to explore its wonders."Ready for an adventure,mom?" Marco asked mischievously."Absolutely," I whispered, excitement bubbling within me.As we played, I couldn't help but marvel at how much he had grown and how swiftly time was slipping away."Mommy, can we go on the
I flashed a grateful smile at Marcus. "Thank you, Marcus. That really means a lot to me."We both stood in silence, watching Marco play in the living room. Marcus had always been an amazing father to his son, and I appreciated his help in co-parenting. Dealing with Elijah's constant drama and accusations had been tough, but Marcus' support made it a bit more bearable.Throughout the day, I couldn't shake off the anger and frustration towards Elijah. How could he accuse me of something so terrible? I had loved him wholeheartedly, only to be betrayed. And now, he was trying to tarnish my reputation and friendship with Marcus.Despite all this, I refused to let Elijah's actions affect me. My focus was on being the best mother I could be for Marco. He was my top priority, and I wouldn't let anyone, especially Elijah, come between us.Days went by, and things seemed to calm down. I hadn't heard from Elijah, and I hoped he had moved on. However, one evening, there was a knock on my door. I
As Marco dashed off to join his friends, a surge of pride and happiness washed over me. It was bittersweet to see him growing up so quickly, moments like these were ones I wished could last forever.Suddenly, my phone rang, breaking my reverie. Glancing at the caller ID, my heart dropped when I saw it was the company calling. I had a sinking feeling that this call wouldn't bring good news."Hello?" I answered tentatively."Hello, Ms. Samantha. This is Sarah, your secretary. I apologize for disturbing you on your day off, but I have some urgent information to share," Sarah's voice was filled with tension and concern."What is it, Sarah?" I inquired, my mind racing with the potential problems that could have arisen at work.I was taken aback by the news Sarah delivered. Elijah, my fiancé, had decided to resign and focus on his own business ventures. The nerve of him to leave my company after everything we had been through. He was a valuable employee, and now he was just walking away.Ta
It had been a hectic day, but I managed to tackle everything that needed to be done. Feeling a sense of accomplishment, I was prepared to confront any obstacles that might arise in the future.On my way back home, thoughts of Marco filled my mind. I knew I had to sit down with him and explain the recent events. Although he was young, I was certain he would sense the changes in our lives.Upon arriving home, I discovered Marco eagerly waiting for me in the living room, engrossed in his favorite cartoon. His innocent question about my day at work tugged at my heartstrings.Sitting beside him on the couch, I embraced him tightly and reassured him, "Not yet, sweetheart. But I will. Mommy always finds a way to fix things, right?"His trusting gaze met mine as he replied, "I know, Mommy. You're the best." His words filled me with warmth and determination.Watching him drift off to sleep in my arms, I vowed to shield our family from any harm. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I was certai
Elijah's reassurance was a small comfort amidst the chaos swirling within me. He assured me, "I understand, Sam. I'll continue to carry out my responsibilities and show you that I can regain your trust." His attempt at a reassuring smile aimed to mend the strained relationship between us.It was undeniable that Elijah had played a significant role in the prosperity of Monte Verde, my family's company.Since my grandfather's passing, he had been a pillar of support, guiding me through the intricacies of running the business. However, his recent error threatened to unravel everything we had built together.I pondered what would be most beneficial for the company," I murmured, more for my own benefit than for Elijah's.He nodded in agreement, his face displaying a sense of gravity."I comprehend, Sam. Remember, I'll support you through thick and thin," he reassured, reaching for my hand, but I quickly withdrew it.Elijah paused, gathering his thoughts before speaking softly, "Samantha, I
As I absorbed the news, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Hannah, one of our most significant investors, deciding to withdraw her support would undoubtedly deal a severe blow to the company. However, amidst the turmoil, a sense of satisfaction washed over me, knowing that Elijah's actions were finally catching up to him. "Thank you for informing me, Sarah," I replied, my voice steady despite the internal chaos."Is there anything else?""No, ma'am. That's all for now."After ending the call, I turned to Marcus, who wore a concerned expression."What's happening, Samantha?" he inquired.Taking a deep breath, I proceeded to fill him in on the situation. Marcus listened intently, his face growing increasingly grave with each passing moment."So, let me get this straight. Hannah's withdrawal is a direct consequence of Elijah's unfaithfulness?" he clarified.I nodded, a lump forming in my throat. It was overwhelming. I had just forgiven Elijah, and now this bombshell. How could h
After days had gone by, Marcus had fully recovered from the car accident. Samantha's promise to stand by him had filled him with a sense of warmth and comfort. She had vowed to never believe Elijah's lies again, after he had cunningly framed Marcus and made him believe he was the father of Sofia's child. This revelation had caused Samantha and Marcus to break up, but now they both realized that Sofia and Elijah had manipulated their lives out of an unhealthy obsession.One evening, as Marcus and Samantha sat together in their old house, the doorbell rang. Samantha got up to answer it, and when she opened the door, she was met with the sight of Elijah standing on the doorstep.“What do you want?” Samantha asked, frowning.“I need to talk to you,” Elijah said, his voice filled with desperation.“There's nothing to talk about,” Samantha replied.“You've already caused enough damage.”“Please, just give me a chance to explain,” Elijah pleaded.Samantha hesitated, her eyes fixed on Elijah
AUTHOR’S POVSamantha's face twisted in a mix of confusion and anger as she stormed out of bed towards the door, her heart pounding with emotion. When she laid eyes on Sofia, a sharp word escaped her lips."What brings you here, Sofia?"she demanded, her tone dripping with frustration.Sofia met her gaze, her eyes betraying a sense of remorse."I came to talk to Marcus," she murmured softly."I know what went down."Samantha's anger flared even more."Why are you even here?" she pressed, her voice rising."You know exactly why. You and Elijah orchestrated that whole mess, making Marcus think he cheated on me and got you pregnant. How could you do something like that?"Sofia's gaze dropped, tears welling up."I'm truly sorry, Samantha," she whispered, her voice trembling."None of this was supposed to happen. Elijah and I just wanted to split you and Marcus up. We never imagined it would spiral out of control like this. I never wanted to cause you or Marcus any pain."As Samantha absorb
As I diced onions for dinner, my thoughts drifted to the day's events. The presentation went smoothly, and I couldn't wait to celebrate with Elijah over a delicious meal. The scent of garlic cooking promised a tasty dinner.Just as I grabbed the salt, my phone rang, interrupting my focus. The unknown number made me pause, expecting a sales call. But a gut feeling urged me to answer.“Hello?”I answered cautiously.“Is this Mr. Johnson’s wife ?” a woman's voice inquired urgently.“Marcus Johnson?” I clarified, feeling a sudden unease.“Yes. I'm calling from Mercy Hospital. Your husband, Marcus Johnson, was in a car accident and is in critical condition.”The news hit me like a ton of bricks. 'What?' I gasped, barely able to speak. “Marcus?”“Yes, Ms. Johnson. He's in the ER with serious injuries. We stabilized him, but he needs surgery.”Tears welled up as panic set in. 'I'll be there,' I managed to say, my hands trembling.“Third floor operating room. Come to the front desk,” the nurse
As the sun's rays gently filtered through the curtains, the room was bathed in a comforting warmth. Slowly awakening from my slumber, I couldn't shake off the heaviness in my chest. The absence of my son, Marco, was a constant ache that lingered within me. However, today was a new day, and I was determined to mend things with Sofia.Quietly slipping out of bed, I made my way to the kitchen, where the enticing aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Sofia was already there, her lustrous dark hair flowing over her shoulders as she poured herself a cup."Good morning," I greeted her softly, stepping closer.She turned towards me, her eyes reflecting a mix of concern and warmth."Good morning, Marcus.""I've prepared breakfast," I announced, motioning towards the table."I hope you have an appetite."A smile graced Sofia's lips. "That's incredibly considerate of you."We took our seats at the table, and I observed her as she savored her meal, her eyes gleaming with pure satisfactio
1 month laterAs we arrived at our new home nestled in a charming countryside town, a mix of emotions flooded my heart. I had taken a leap of faith, leaving behind my painful past to embrace a fresh start in this unfamiliar land, accompanied by Elijah and my son.I couldn't help but notice a change in Marco's demeanor - a distant gaze and a loss of appetite. As he stepped out of the car, his small hand reaching for Elijah's, a wave of concern washed over me, gnawing at my thoughts."Are you alright, my love?" I asked, gently running my fingers through his hair.He looked up at me, his eyes holding a glimmer of sadness."I miss Daddy Marcus," he whispered.My heart sank at his words."I understand, sweetheart," I replied, trying to offer reassurance."But remember, Daddy will come to visit us soon, alright?" I fibbed, hoping to ease his longing.Marco's slow nod indicated that my attempt to console him had fallen short. Unloading the car, the contrast between our new home and the one
SAMANTHA POVFrom my veranda, I observed Marcus's car starting up outside the gate. A pang of envy hit me when I remembered he was staying at Sofia's place.Feeling bitter, I walked to my son Marco's room. He was sitting at his desk, deep in thought."Marco, honey," I started, "Did your daddy leave already? Are you finished playing?"Looking at me with his innocent eyes, Marco replied, "Yes, Mom. Mommy Sofia is sick in the hospital. That's why Daddy had to go."I was taken aback by a sudden wave of astonishment. "In the hospital? Why? What happened?"Marco nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea," he replied."Daddy didn't give me any details. But he assured me he'll be back soon."The gravity of the news hit me like a ton of bricks. Sofia, in the hospital? What could have transpired? Could it be a grave matter? Countless thoughts raced through my mind. Is the baby safe and sound?With a hint of uncertainty, Marco added, "He promised to call me later."The days stretched
As I hunched down, fingertips brushing against the edge of Marco's bed, the muted chuckles of my son resonated in the room, a melody of happiness in our modest abode."Marco!" I shouted, excitement coursing through me as I awaited his reply.The game of Marco Polo commenced, each call and response a ballet between father and son, a fleeting moment of joy amidst life's chaos.Suddenly, My phone buzzed persistently in my pocket.“Hello, who’s this?”I inquired."Mr.Johnson?" The voice on the other end was composed, yet tinged with urgency."This is Doctor Thompson from St. Michael’s Hospital. I’m calling about your wife, Sofia."Dread twisted in my stomach, a frigid wave of fear washing over me as I prepared for the worst."She’s not my wife but what happened? Is she okay?" I demanded, my voice betraying the turmoil within."She’s in the hospital. Your baby is unstable now," Doctor Nurse Thompson explained."Sofia was brought in a short while ago. We’re still evaluating her condition, bu
And now, as I watched Marco cry in anguish, I questioned whether it was right to uproot his life just to keep him away from his father. I’m so very confused at those times, torn between my anger and resentment towards Marcus and love for my son.Marcus had no right to be Marco's father after he impregnated Sofia. The words echoed in my mind, a bitter reminder of the pain and betrayal that had torn our family apart.I trusted him so much that he won’t going to cheat but he betrayed that trust, destroying everything we had built together.But even as I grappled with my anger and resentment, a part of me couldn't help but wonder if forgiveness was possible. Could I ever find it in my heart to forgive Marcus for his indiscretions? Could I let go of the pain and anger that had consumed me for so long, and move forward with my life?"It's okay, baby," I murmured, my voice trembling with emotion. "We'll figure this out together, I promise."Marco looked up at me with tear-filled eyes, his sm
Elijah's concern lingered in the air, weighing heavily on my mind as I sat at the migration office, diligently completing the necessary paperwork for myself, Marco, and Elijah. The pen felt like a burden in my hand, each stroke of ink a testament to the life-altering decision I was making.Leaning against the counter, Elijah observed me with a mixture of worry and curiosity. His voice pierced through the silence, cutting through my thoughts like a sharp knife."Are you absolutely certain about this, Sam?"His question hung in the air, laden with implications. Was I truly sure? It was a question that had plagued me for the past week, ever since I discovered that Marcus had impregnated Sofia. I couldn't bear the thought of him being near Marco while harboring a child with another woman."Yes, Elijah. I am sure," I responded, my voice unwavering despite the uncertainty that swirled within me."This is something I need. It's something we all need."I could see the worry etched on Elijah's