Evelyn sat on the plush couch in the dimly lit living room, the divorce papers trembling slightly in her hands. Her father sat across from her, his expression serious but sympathetic. The weight of the moment pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe. The air was thick with unspoken emotions, the silence between them almost unbearable.A heavy sigh escaped her lips, and tears blurred her vision as she stared at the stark black letters on the crisp white paper. Each word felt like a dagger to her heart, a painful reminder of the love that was slipping away. Memories of happier times flooded her mind: the laughter, the shared dreams, the quiet moments of understanding. Each memory was a bittersweet echo of what once was.Her father’s presence was a steady anchor, his concern palpable. “Evelyn, are you sure about this?” he asked gently, his voice a mix of worry and support.Evelyn took a deep breath, her chest tightening with the effort. She knew he wanted what was best for her
The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the countryside as the girls played volleyball on the grassy field next to the cottage. Their laughter and shouts of encouragement echoed through the air, adding to the lively atmosphere. Evelyn, feeling the need for some quiet reflection, decided to take a stroll through the garden.She wandered along the winding paths, admiring the colorful flowers and the gentle hum of bees buzzing around them. The tranquility was a balm to her soul, allowing her to momentarily forget her worries. However, her peaceful reverie was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a revving engine.A group of guys in a rugged jeep came to a stop near the garden fence. Evelyn’s heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her eyes widening in alarm. The guys, dressed in casual summer clothes, hopped out of the jeep, their laughter and easygoing manner contrasting sharply with her sudden apprehension.Sensing her unease, her friends quickly rushed over from
Evelyn stood in the middle of the garden, her short summer dress swaying gently in the warm breeze. Her hair flowed freely, catching the sunlight and creating a halo effect around her head. She placed a tender hand on her baby bump, talking softly to her unborn child while admiring the beauty of the surrounding nature.Ryan, sitting a short distance away, couldn't take his eyes off her. There was a wistful look on his face, an admiration that was hard to conceal. His gaze did not go unnoticed by Dominic, who stood nearby, his jaw tightening with irritation.Dominic's protective instincts flared. He loved Evelyn deeply, and seeing Ryan's attention on her was enough to set him on edge. But he kept his composure, unwilling to create a scene and determined to focus on their safety.Evelyn's voice was a soothing melody as she spoke to her baby, unaware of the tension building around her. "It's such a beautiful day, isn't it, little ones? I can't wait for you to see this world, to feel
The leader’s boot connected with Dominic’s ribs, sending him crashing to the floor with a grunt of pain. Evelyn cried out, tears streaming down her face as she watched the brutal scene unfold.Dominic, Alex, Jack, and Caleb were all being savagely beaten, the sickening sound of fists and boots meeting flesh echoing through the room.“Stop! Please, stop!”Evelyn’s voice cracked as she begged, her hands clutching her baby bump protectively. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, the stress and fear taking a toll on her already fragile condition. “What do you want from us? Just let them go!”The leader turned to her, his eyes cold and unfeeling. “What we want is none of your business, sweetheart,” he sneered. “But if you don’t keep quiet, you’ll find out the hard way.”One of the men grabbed Sia, his intentions clear as he leered at her. Sia struggled, panic in her eyes, but she was no match for his strength. Jack, despite his injuries, surged forward in a desperate attempt to
Dominic sat slumped in a chair next to Evelyn's hospital bed, his eyes red from lack of sleep and worry. He watched her steady breathing, each rise and fall of her chest a small reassurance that she was still there, still fighting. The sterile smell of the hospital mixed with the soft hum of medical equipment created an unsettling backdrop to the scene.Evelyn's father stood on the other side of the bed, his expression somber and tired. Next to him was Ethan, his face a mix of anger and sorrow. The tension in the room was palpable, especially when Ethan's gaze locked onto Dominic. Unable to hold it in any longer, Ethan suddenly erupted. “You jerk! How could you do this to her? How could you hurt her so badly and leave when she needed you the most?”Dominic flinched at Ethan’s words, his own guilt and regret washing over him. He stood up, facing Ethan but keeping his voice calm. “Ethan, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I love her. I never wanted to hurt her.”Ethan’s fist
Evelyn stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the beautiful red dress that fit her perfectly. The fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her figure, and the color brought out the warmth in her complexion. Her hair fell in loose curls around her shoulders, framing her face with a soft elegance. She took a deep breath, admiring the final look, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves.As she was lost in thought, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her from behind. Dominic’s warm presence enveloped her, and she leaned back into him, closing her eyes. His hands gently rested on her slightly swollen bump, a tender smile playing on his lips.“You look stunning,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.Evelyn opened her eyes and met his gaze in the mirror. “Thank you,” she replied softly, her hand covering his on her bump. “I can’t believe how much has changed.”Dominic nodded, his eyes filled with love and admiration. “We’ve been through so much, but loo
Two months had passed since that intimate night, and Evelyn had started feeling increasingly weak. Most of her days were spent resting in Dominic’s apartment, surrounded by the warmth and support of her family. Dominic rarely left her side, always attentive and concerned. Her sisters and friends would often visit, filling the space with laughter and love, trying to keep Evelyn's spirits high.On one such day, as Evelyn reclined on the couch, a soft blanket draped over her, Dominic sat beside her, his hand gently rubbing her back. Her father was in the kitchen, making tea, and Ethan was in the living room, engaged in a quiet conversation with Caleb.The door to the apartment suddenly burst open with a loud bang, and Lilah came rushing in, tears streaming down her face. The sound of her sobs shocked everyone, freezing them in place for a moment."Lilah!" Evelyn exclaimed, struggling to sit up as Dominic helped her. Sam, who had been reading on a nearby chair, jumped up and hurried
Evelyn sat in the cozy living room, her eyes fixed on the window as the world outside moved at its own pace. The sun cast a gentle glow across the room, highlighting the warm tones of the wooden furniture and the soft, inviting cushions of the sofa. She couldn't shake off the thoughts swirling in her mind, especially when the name Angelina surfaced. If Dominic had killed Mateo, Matthew, and Lucian, where was Angelina?Her contemplation was interrupted as Dominic entered the room, his presence immediately comforting yet bringing a new wave of questions. He approached her with concern, sitting down beside her, his eyes searching hers for any sign of distress.Evelyn turned to face him, her expression a mix of curiosity and worry. "Dominic," she began, her voice steady but insistent, "what happened to Angelina?"Dominic's eyes widened slightly, taken aback by the question. He remained silent for a moment, his jaw tightening as he weighed his response. Evelyn's persistence broke t