Mia, the woman who was once the apple of my eye, the queen of my heart, and the essence of my existence, was the first person who ever ignited the flames of love within me. Our courtship spanned over eight years, and during that time, we had believed that our love was invincible, that nothing could ever come between us. However, fate had other plans.The day I mustered up the courage to ask Mia to be my girlfriend was etched in my memory forever. It was a balmy summer evening, and we were seated on a park bench, watching the sun dip below the horizon. My heart was pounding with anticipation, and my palms were slick with sweat.Summoning all the courage I could muster, I turned towards her and took her hand. "Mia, I've been meaning to tell you something for a long time now," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I know we've been friends for a while, but I can't deny the way I feel about you. I love you, Mia. Will you please do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"Mia looked at me
When I finally regained my strength, I asked to see my dad. I went to his ward, and he was getting better. The doctors had conducted an operation on him, and he was recovering. He had beaten cancer, which made me even stronger and healthier. As I walked into the room, my dad's eyes lit up. "Son!" he exclaimed, reaching out to hug me. "I'm so glad to see you're awake." I hugged him back, feeling tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. "I missed you, Dad," I said, my voice choked with emotion. "I missed you too, son," he said, his voice warm and kind. "I have so much to tell you." We spent the next hour talking, catching up on everything that had happened while I was in a coma. Dad told me about the company, how things had been going, and what his plans were for the future. My PA had been feeding him with all that happened in and out of the company. I listened intently, feeling a sense of pride and admiration for my dad. As we talked, I couldn't help but think about Ava. Dad had
ETHAN'S POV AsI walked into my office, my assistant Ben greeted me with a smile and handed me a stack of files. My heart raced as I flipped through them, for I had just received confirmation that the company I had applied for a contract with had approved my proposal. "Congratulations, sir," Ben said, his eyebrows raised in excitement. "They finally approved your proposal." I smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. "Thank you, Ben. This is great news." As I continued to read through the documents, my elation was short-lived as I soon discovered that the contract came with a set of terms and conditions that required my signature. I furrowed my brows as I read through the clauses, trying to absorb the legal jargon. "Is there anything I can help you with, sir?" Ben asked, noticing my furrowed brows. I sighed and shook my head. "No, I'll manage. I just need to read through this carefully." As I read through the clauses, my heart sank when I reached the section that asked wheth
ETHANS POV I spent the next few days frantically searching my heart for what to do next but to no avail. I felt like I was running out of time, and the pressure was getting to me. I tried on two more occasions to see Ava but she wouldn't let me. As I sat in my living room, lost in thoughts about Ava and how to make things right, I didn't even notice when Mia walked in with our son. Suddenly, I felt a small body collide with me, and I looked down to see my little boy hugging me "Hello Daddy!" he said, grinning up at me. "Hi cutie," I said, ruffling his hair. "How was your day?" We chatted for a few minutes about his day at school and what he had learned, and then Mia took him to his room to get ready for bed. As she came back into the living room, she noticed the distant and unhappy look on my face. "Is everything okay, Ethan?" she asked, concern etched on her face. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I wanted to burden her with my problems. But then, I decided to confide in
The next day, I got a ring to prove to my contractors that our marriage was real. When I arrived home, I slid the ring onto Mia's finger, and tears streamed down her face. She wished the marriage was real and not just a contract.Mia stood before me, her face contorted with anguish and her eyes brimming with tears. I could tell she was about to break down."I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know if I can wear this, it all feels so real. I know I messed up, I know. But I miss what we had. I miss you."I wanted to turn away, to shut down the floodgates of memories that threatened to overwhelm me. But I couldn't. Mia was hurting, and I knew I had to be there for her."It's okay," I said softly, taking her hand. "We all make mistakes. What's important is that you learn from them and move on."Mia shook her head, her sobs growing louder. "But I can't move on, not from you. I love you, I always have."I felt a pang of guilt in my chest. I had mov
AVA'S POVAs I entered the confines of my home, a crushing realization hit me like a ton of bricks. There was no sugarcoating it- Ethan had committed the ultimate betrayal and cheated on me! The very thought of it made me feel like the foundation of my world had crumbled beneath my feet, leaving me lost and helpless. I lay in bed, my eyes welling up with tears that flowed like a river. I felt utterly worthless without him, unable to fathom a life without the person I had loved so dearly. What made it even worse was the fact that he had chosen to marry someone else while we were still together, as if our relationship meant nothing to him. Even though it was a mere contractual arrangement, he had made me believe that it was real, that we were meant to be together forever. And now, to see him with another woman, especially the fact that it was Mia, his baby mama, was like a sharp knife twisting in my gut. I couldn't help but wonder if they would fall in love eventually and I would lose
" What do you want your day to look like?" Damian asked, taking a seat beside me on the couch. "nothing out of the ordinary. I'm still trying to unwind, you know that right? Besides, what did you do today?" I replied. "I went to the gym this morning and then took care of some work stuff. But I'm glad to spend the rest of my day here" he said with a smile. I smiled back, feeling a sense of comfort and ease around him. "Did you say spend your holiday here?" "Yes, or better still, how about we go to the park and play some games?" he proposed. I was surprised by his suggestion but I wasn't sure what to say. Before I could say a word, Amelia agreed. "Sure, that sounds like fun," she said, getting up from the couch and grabbing my shoes. We arrived at the park with Amelia joined us in playing some games. After a while, she had to leave, and Damian turned to me. "Avie, I was thinking, would you like to go to the cinema with me?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. I was t
ETHAN'S POVThe Pain of a Lost LoveAs I sat alone, lost in my thoughts, memories of Ava flooded my mind like a raging river. The pain of her absence felt unbearable, like a constant ache in my heart. I had tried reaching out to her multiple times, but to no avail. She had blocked me on all social media platforms, and every attempt to meet her in person ended in rejection. Her rejection left me feeling frustrated and hurt, like a ship lost at sea with no direction. I found myself struggling to move on, as if I was stuck in a never-ending cycle of heartbreak. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Mia, who had become my friend and confidante, looking at me with concern in her eyes. Mia had proved severally to be there for me, but I had always found it hard to let her into my life, fearing that it would be a betrayal to Ava. However, at that moment, I realized that Ava had given me no sign that our relationship still had a chance. So why wait? I took a deep breat
I awoke on a bright and sunny morning, the familiar warmth of the sun streaming through the curtains and filling the room with a golden glow. As I stretched and yawned, my eyes were drawn to a beautifully wrapped box sitting on the coffee table in the living room. Printed on the box were the words, "Best Mum in the World." A surge of joy and anticipation coursed through me, and I couldn't help but smile. I knew immediately that this thoughtful surprise could only be the work of my children. Over the years, they had always found creative ways to express their love for me. But this time, something felt different. There was an air of mystery and excitement, as if they had gone above and beyond to make this moment truly unforgettable.With trembling hands, I carefully untied the satin ribbon that adorned the box. The paper crackled as I removed the lid, revealing a burst of vibrant colors within. My heart skipped a beat as tears of happiness welled up in my eyes. There, nestled among del
After the joyous celebration of my last son Alex's wedding, I felt a deep sense of fulfillment. As I watched my husband's company flourish under the capable hands of his children, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of pride. Ariella, my only daughter, was successfully running my eatery, and her dedication and passion shone through in every aspect. However, amidst this contentment, a thought nagged at my mind - we had not been giving Ethan's foundation the attention it deserved. My ex-husband had poured his heart and soul into that foundation, and I couldn't bear the thought of his legacy fading away. Determined to make a change, I decided to gather my children for a meeting, where we would discuss ways to boost the foundation's reach and impact, continuing my late husband's incredible work.I contacted each of my children, and with excitement in their voices, they agreed to meet. Arielle, my firstborn, was particularly thrilled about the news. His eyes sparkled with enthus
The wedding preparations had finally come to an end, and the eagerly awaited day was fast approaching. With all the tasks completed, it was now time for both Alex and Emily to take a well-deserved break. The entire family was brimming with excitement, especially my other children, Arielle and Ariella, as they were thrilled that their younger brother was about to tie the knot. On this particular day, Emily, elegant as always, was by my side throughout the day. She had been a pillar of support, ensuring my happiness and well-being. Her presence brought me comfort, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. While I was thrilled for Alex and the beginning of his own family, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness, knowing that he wouldn't be around as often as before. As I sat in the living room, Emily sat beside me, engaging in lively conversations. Her infectious laughter filled the air, and I couldn't help but chuckle along with her. "Can you believe it, Mrs. Johnson?" she e
The sharp, electronic trill of my phone jarred me from my reverie, a harsh contrast to the soft melancholy of the memories I had been lost in. Blinking away the fog of nostalgia, I reached for the phone on the bedside table, my heart jolting as I recognized the caller ID: Alex, my youngest."Mom!" Alex's voice boomed, crackling with unrestrained excitement. "Emily and I... we're getting married in three months!"His announcement pierced the veil of my sorrow, sparking a surge of joy that rippled through my veins. The thought of my children finding their own paths, shaping their own futures, was enough to wash away the heaviness that had clung to me."No way, Alex! Are you serious?" I squealed into the phone, my heart pounding with excitement. "That's wonderful news!"Over the following weeks, I threw myself into arranging a family gathering, my heart brimming with anticipation. As the day approached, I envisioned my home filled with laughter and love, a sanctuary for our family reunio
Ava's povI lay in my bed, the weight of fatigue and exhaustion pressing heavily upon my weary body. My eyes, once bright and lively, now rolled idly from left to right and back again, as if searching for something that was forever lost. Loneliness enveloped my mind like a thick fog, suffocating my thoughts and leaving me yearning for the touch and presence of the one I held dearest: Ethan.In the depths of my reminiscence, I found solace and sorrow intermingling as I traveled back to the times we shared, when Ethan was still among the living. Oh, how vivid those memories were! They danced before me like ethereal specters, teasing my senses with their ephemeral existence. I recalled the warmth of his hand clasped tightly in mine, his fingers interlacing with mine as if to symbolize the unbreakable bond we shared. In those moments, he was my protector, my confidant, and my champion. His voice, soft and soothing, resonated in my ears as he whispered promises of eternal love, vowing tha
As they settled into bed, the room bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, Alex pulled Emily close, their bodies entwined as if they were two halves of a perfect whole. The weight of the day's worries seemed to melt away as they sought comfort in the warmth of their embrace. Their fingertips traced gentle patterns along each other's skin, sending shivers of pleasure through their bodies. Alex's touch was tender, filled with a profound love that had blossomed between them. Emily's heart swelled with gratitude for this person who had become her rock, her confidant, and her greatest supporter. Their whispered words of love filled the air, mingling with the soft, rhythmic sound of their breathing. "I love you," Alex murmured against Emily's ear, the words a gentle caress that sent a rush of warmth through her veins. "I love you too," she replied, her voice filled with a tenderness that only he could evoke. They spoke of their hopes and dreams, their fears an
The moon cast a romantic glow upon the rooftop terrace as Alex gathered his courage, his heart pounding in his chest. He locked eyes with Emily, her gaze filled with anticipation. They had spent the evening baring their souls, revealing their deepest fears and dreams to one another. Now, a weight had been lifted, and Alex knew it was time to take the next step. Taking a deep breath, Alex mustered up his resolve and spoke, his voice quivering with nervous excitement. "I have something important to ask you, Emily," he began, his eyes never leaving hers. Emily's curiosity sparked, her eyes widening as she leaned forward, eager to hear his words. "What is it, Alex?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation. With his heart racing, Alex reached into his pocket, his fingers brushing against the plush velvet box that held the engagement ring. He withdrew it, revealing the sparkling diamond nestled within. "Emily, you have changed my life in ways I never thought possible," he said, a
The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it the scent of blossoming flowers and the promise of spring. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an orange glow across the quiet suburban neighborhood, Alex's heart pounded with nervous excitement. He clutched the bouquet of roses tightly in his hand, their velvety petals a stark contrast to the turmoil that churned within him.Alex had spent days meticulously planning this moment. He knew he had to do something grand, something that would sweep Emily off her feet and reaffirm his undying love for her. And so, he had purchased an expensive ring, a symbol of commitment and devotion.Taking a deep breath, Alex approached Emily's house, his footsteps echoing on the cobblestone path. He inserted the key into the lock, the familiar click resonating through the quiet night. With a trembling hand, he pushed open the door, anticipation bubbling in his chest.But as he stepped inside, his heart plummeted to the depths of despair. Th
In the quiet serenity of dawn, the world was beginning to stir. The sun, a bright orb of flaming orange, rose with an ethereal grace, casting its radiant smile through the nursery's gauzy curtains. The delicate patterns in the fabric created a playful tableau of dancing shadows on the walls, a gentle spectacle that signaled the start of a new day.And in the heart of this gentle spectacle was Ariella, an epitome of grace and love. Her heart pounded to a rhythmic lullaby, a testament to her newfound role as a mother. Her eyes, soft with affection, fell on the crib that held her most precious treasure - Sophia. "Mornin', sunshine," she cooed softly, her voice like the gentle rustling of leaves. Her fingers danced over Sophia's chubby cheeks, her touch as light as a butterfly's kiss. Sophia stirred, her little body stretching in response to the morning light. Her hazel eyes fluttered open, the world reflected in their innocent gaze. Her lips, pink and plump, curved into a gummy grin as