Good God! Where is Jason?
A couple of days later, Skylar finally managed to reconnect with Megan, a close friend from college. The reunion was filled with excitement as Megan hauled Skylar to her home, where her husband, Tom, another member of their college friend circle, greeted her warmly, their two years old son, on his hips. “Skylar! It’s so good to see you after all these years!” Megan exclaimed, hugging her tightly again as they settled down in the living room. Skylar smiled, feeling a comforting wave of nostalgia. “It’s great to see you too, Megan. And you, Tom. Who’s this cutie?” Tom grinned. “It’s been too long. This is Taylor, our fourth child and the only boy. The others are out with their uncle. So, what have you been up to since we graduated? How have been?” Skylar kept her response simple, although her smile dampened a little at the reminder of what her life had become. “Well, I got married but divorced four years ago. I have two boys from that marriage. They’re the best things that have h
A couple of days later, Skylar finally managed to reconnect with Megan, a close friend from college. The reunion was filled with excitement as Megan hauled Skylar to her home, where her husband, Tom, another member of their college friend circle, greeted her warmly, their two years old son, on his hips. “Skylar! It’s so good to see you after all these years!” Megan exclaimed, hugging her tightly again as they settled down in the living room. Skylar smiled, feeling a comforting wave of nostalgia. “It’s great to see you too, Megan. And you, Tom. Who’s this cutie?” Tom grinned. “It’s been too long. This is Taylor, our fourth child and the only boy. The others are out with their uncle. So, what have you been up to since we graduated? How have been?” Skylar kept her response simple, although her smile dampened a little at the reminder of what her life had become. “Well, I got married but divorced four years ago. I have two boys from that marriage. They’re the best things that ha
Pietro’s kisses began to trail up her thighs, each touch igniting a spark of desire. He took his time, his lips exploring every inch of her skin, his hands gently parting the sheets as they moved closer. Skylar shivered, her body trembling with anticipation. “Relax, my love,” Pietro whispered, his breath warm against her skin. “Let me take care of you.” Skylar felt Pietro’s kisses inch closer, his mouth moving with deliberate, tender strokes. Her breath hitched as he settled himself between her legs, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. “Pietro,” she breathed, her voice a mix of need and longing. He smiled, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on her inner thighs. “Shh, just feel,” he said softly, lowering his mouth to her most intimate place. Skylar gasped, her hands clutching the sheets as Pietro’s tongue began its magic. Each movement was slow and purposeful, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. “You taste incredible,” he wh
James and Catherine Reynolds sat in their living room, the atmosphere thick with unspoken concerns. They exchanged troubled glances, each grappling with the reality of their son’s troubling behavior. They had been brooding over their conversation with Skylar and couldn’t help but feel guilty for the troubles their son had her go through. James broke the silence, his voice heavy with resolve. “We need to confront Jason, Catherine. This has gone too far. Maybe he’ll listen to us this time,” James said, his expression resolute. Catherine nodded, though her eyes were filled with hope and dread. “I just want him to understand that Skylar needs to be free to pursue her future. She deserves happiness.” They invited Jason over for dinner, hoping a familiar, comfortable setting might make him more receptive. Jason arrived at his parents’ home, greeted by the comforting smells of Catherine’s cooking. The dinner table was set with familiar dishes, a scene meant to evoke warmth and nostalg
Jason stormed to Skylar’s front door, his rage bubbling over. He began banging on the door, demanding that she open up. He pounded on the door with both fists, shouting, “Skylar! Open up! We need to talk!” The noise echoed through the quiet house, startling everyone inside. Skylar and Pietro, who had been peacefully drifting off to sleep, woke up disoriented. Pietro glanced at the clock. “Who the hell could that be at this hour?” Skylar’s heart raced. “I have a bad feeling about this. I think it’s Jason. Oh my God, what is he doing here?” Before they could gather their thoughts, Emilio, burst into the room. “Are you guys okay? Someone’s pounding on the door like a maniac.” Skylar and Pietro exchanged worried glances. Thankfully, they were both dressed decently, having cleaned up and redressed after their intimate bonding just hours ago. Together, the three headed down the stairs, only to be met by the frightened faces of Sophia, Valentina, Jared and Lorenzo. “Mommy, what
Skylar sat at her kitchen table, staring blankly at her phone. It had been two weeks since Jason vanished. The police had scoured his properties, interviewed his parents, and even tracked his known associates. Yet, there was no trace of him. This brought her a mix of relief and dread. The idea of him not lurking around any corner was comforting, but not knowing where he was made her anxious.The shrill ring of her phone interrupted her thoughts. She picked it up, her heart pounding when she saw the name on the screen. It was Pietro.“Hey,” she answered, trying to keep her voice steady.“Hey, love. Any news?” Pietro’s voice was a soothing balm, yet laced with the same worry she felt.“Nothing,” she sighed. “The police are still looking, but it’s like he vanished into thin air.”“Just stay alert, okay? I’ll be there soon. We’ll get through this together.”“I know, Pietro. It’s just… I keep thinking about the kids. Emilio had to leave urgently for some meeting with a client in Lond
Emilio glanced at his watch, noting he had the rest of the day free before his next meeting the following morning. The past few days in London had been a whirlwind of corporate gatherings, but today, he was determined to steal away some time for Evelyn. She had come along on this trip, not just for business companionship but also to share some special moments amidst his busy schedule. They needed a break, and he wanted to take her sightseeing in this beautiful city.“Evelyn, how about we go out and explore a bit? We have the rest of today to ourselves before my next meeting tomorrow,” Emilio suggested, smiling as he walked over to where she was reading by the window of their hotel room.Her eyes lit up. “I’d love that! Where do you want to go?”“I was thinking we could start with the London Eye. What do you think?” he proposed, already envisioning the panoramic views they would enjoy.“Perfect! Let me just grab my coat,” Evelyn said, hopping up with excitement.A short while lat
James and Catherine Reynolds sat in their dimly lit bedroom, the weight of the past few weeks pressing heavily on their shoulders. The atmosphere was thick with worry and guilt, a stark contrast to the usual warmth of their home.James sighed deeply, running a hand through his greying hair. “I can’t believe it’s come to this, Catherine. Our son... how did we not see this coming?”Catherine, her eyes red and swollen from days of crying, shook her head slowly. “I don’t know, James. I just don’t know. We’ve done everything we could think of—consulted medical professionals, talked to the authorities. And now they say Jason might need to be committed to a psychiatric hospital.”James looked away, his eyes hardening with a mixture of anger and sorrow. “That’s if they even find him. He’s completely disappeared. I’ve had to temporarily take over all his businesses and companies. The board is in chaos, and the media... they’re having a field day.”Catherine’s voice trembled as she spoke. “
It had been ten years since Jason’s death, and life had moved forward for everyone. Pietro and Skylar, married for nine years now, had another child in addition to Aurelia. Their lives, once marked by turmoil, were now filled with love and growth. Sophia, their eldest at 27, was a successful businesswoman recently engaged to the renowned doctor Lucian Kings. She rivalled the dominant men in her field with ease and confidence. Jared, now 17, was on the brink of graduating high school, having grown into a smart, handsome young man with a heart of gold. Lorenzo, at 13, was the family’s biggest troublemaker. Skylar and Pietro had lost count of the times they’d been called to his school due to his mischievous antics. Yet, beneath his rebellious exterior, Lorenzo was a sweetheart, and fiercely protective of his siblings. Aurelia, at nine— almost ten years old, was the princess of the house. An absolute daddy’s girl, she possessed a level of sass and confidence that often left everyon
The Edge of Redemption Jason had been drifting in and out of consciousness for days. His condition had gradually been improving, and the doctors were hopeful. One afternoon, he finally opened his eyes, groggy and disoriented. The room was dimly lit, the hum of the machines a constant reminder of his fragile state. As reality hit him, Jason felt a surge of panic. He remembered the chaos, the gunshot, the pain. He realized he was still alive, and in his frantic state, he started gasping for air, his breaths coming in short, rapid bursts. His right hand instinctively went to his chest, clawing at the stitches that held his wound together. He tried to lift his left hand too, but the realisation that he had been cuffed, added to his panic. The pain was excruciating, but the emotional torment was even worse. He had survived, and he couldn’t handle the reality of his situation. He didn’t want to live anymore. Why was he still alive? A nurse entered the room to check his vitals, her c
Initially, Skylar had thought it would take time for the children to get used to her attention being divided with the new baby, especially since her kidnapping. She was prepared for tantrums, jealousy, and all the difficulties that often come with a new sibling. However, it came as a shock and a relief when the children seemed to adapt seamlessly to the new routine.Skylar woke up early one morning to the soft cries of baby Aurelia. As she picked her up from the crib, she felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. They were home, safe, and together. Pietro was still asleep beside her, and she smiled as she watched him, knowing how hard he had worked to bring them to this point.Downstairs, the children were already awake and playing quietly. Sophia, was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of tea and reading a book. Jared, and Lorenzo, were building an elaborate Lego castle on the living room floor.Skylar walked in with Aurelia in her arms. “Good morning, everyone,” she said
James and Catherine Reynolds approached Pietro’s home with heavy hearts. Since her discharge , Skylar has moved in with him. Although, they had already seen her at the hospital, this was the first time they would be visiting her at home. The past few months had been a whirlwind of emotions, and now, standing at Skylar’s doorstep, they felt a profound sense of guilt and sorrow. They had always hoped for a better future for their son, Jason, but his actions had shattered their dreams.Skylar greeted them with a warm, albeit tired, smile. “Come in, please,” she said, stepping aside to let them enter. James and Catherine stepped inside, looking around the home that had once housed a sombre mood, but was now filled with an air of healing and resilience.“We’re so sorry, Skylar,” Catherine began, her voice trembling. “We can’t express how deeply we regret what Jason has done.”Skylar shook her head, leading them to the living room. “Please, sit down. You don’t need to apologize. I k
Skylar and Pietro finally had a moment alone, a brief respite from the whirlwind of emotions and visitors that had surrounded them since her rescue. The hospital room was quiet, with only the gentle beeping of monitors filling the space. Pietro pulled a chair close to Skylar’s bed, taking her hand in his.“I’m so sorry, Pietro,” Skylar began, her voice trembling. “I should have listened to everyone. I should have stayed inside and rested, especially knowing the danger I was in. But I didn’t, and look what happened.”Pietro shook his head, his eyes softening with love. “No, Skylar. You don’t need to apologize. What happened wasn’t your fault. Jason’s actions were unpredictable. The important thing is that you’re safe now.”Skylar looked down, tears pooling in her eyes. “But I feel so guilty. I put our baby at risk. I- I didn’t even know I was pregnant. And I wasn’t there for our family.”Pietro gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Skylar, stop. None of this is yo
After the initial shock of the entire situation, Pietro and Emilio began to process the reality that Skylar had been pregnant and had just given birth. The weight of this revelation hit them as they stood in the hospital nursery, staring at the tiny incubator where Skylar’s premature daughter was squirming around. Emilio approached Pietro, who was leaning against the glass, his eyes fixed on the little one. “She’s so tiny,” Emilio whispered, awe and sadness mingling in his voice.Pietro nodded, his gaze never leaving his daughter. “Yeah, she is. I can’t believe she went through all of this alone.”Emilio placed a comforting hand on Pietro’s shoulder. “None of us knew. If we had, we would have been there for her.”“I know,” Pietro said softly, his voice breaking. “I just wish I could’ve been there. I should’ve protected her.”“We all feel that way,” Emilio replied. “But right now, Skylar needs us to be strong for her and the baby.”Pietro turned to face his friend and hopefully,
When the police received Elena’s call and address, they immediately set out to arrest Jason. Detective Harrison, leading the operation, instructed Emilio and Pietro to stay inside the car while they attempted to communicate with Jason. The sirens blared, causing Jason to panic. His fear intensified as the police called out to him with their megaphone, ordering him to surrender. Pietro’s impatience got the best of him. Elena had informed the police that Jason was armed, but as time dragged on, Pietro’s worry for Skylar overwhelmed his caution. Ignoring Detective Harrison’s orders, he made his way into the house. The security alarm and locks had been disengaged by Elena, allowing Pietro easy entry. As he stepped into the living room, he was met with a horrifying sight. Elena and Skylar were covered in blood. Pietro’s heart sank, fearing the worst, until Skylar let out a groan. His eyes landed on the very obvious bump she was sporting. At the same time, her eyes found his, and Pietro
Skylar doubled over as another contraction rippled through her body. She had tried to keep calm, telling herself that these were just Braxton Hicks contractions. Her baby wasn’t due for another month, but the pain was increasing, and panic was setting in. She clutched her stomach, her breathing ragged. When Jason stormed into the house, Skylar’s pained groans stopped him in his tracks. He frowned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he demanded. “I’m having contractions,” Skylar gasped. “I think the baby’s coming.” Jason’s suspicion deepened. “Nice try. You think I’m stupid? Trying to distract me while the cops get closer? You called them, didn’t you?” He grabbed a bag, shoving clothes and essentials into it. “We’re leaving.” “No, Jason, please! I’m not lying. The baby’s coming!” Her voice was frantic, tears streaming down her face. She completely disregarded the last of his words. “Shut up!” he barked, dragging her to the car. He threw the b
Skylar reclined on the worn-out couch in the small cabin, her hands gently resting on her swollen belly. Each kick, each flutter of her baby provided her with a glimmer of hope. Despite the dire circumstances, the signs of life within her reassured her that her child was still fighting, just as she was.Jason had become more attentive as her pregnancy progressed. His paranoia seemed to have ebbed, replaced by a strange kind of domesticity. He cooked for her, brought her water, and insisted she rest more often. It was a disconcerting shift, but Skylar took advantage of his softened demeanour to conserve her strength and protect her baby.One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Skylar sat on the porch, gently rocking back and forth. Jason had gone into town to get supplies, leaving her alone for the first time in weeks. She closed her eyes, listening to the rustle of the leaves and the distant call of birds.A sharp kick jolted h