“Nice to meet you, Ethan! My name is Maximus Palmer, and I’m your granduncle,” Maximus said warmly.Ethan’s eyes widened in surprise. He turned to his grandfather and asked, “Grandpa Peter, is he another grandpa?”Peter crouched down to meet his grandson’s gaze and said gently, “Ethan, little one, h
Maximus and his children left Peter's house. The journey was somewhat uncomfortable. Laura was in the passenger seat and her siblings were in the back seats. Paul had put on his headphones, while Maurice had fallen asleep. The image of Laura with that young man was in Maximus's head. When he looked
It was Friday morning, and Peter was hurriedly driving Ethan to school. The morning had been rough—his friend John still hadn’t returned to class after his injury, and Ethan had woken up in a bad mood, refusing to go to school. The boy tried throwing a tantrum, but Peter quickly shut it down and ult
Peter turned to look at his friend Theodore, who was sipping his coffee. Feeling Peter’s gaze, Theodore looked up to meet his eyes.“Wait, you didn’t know her? This is the first time you’ve talked to her, isn’t it?” Theodore asked, clearly picking up on something.“Yes!” Peter replied, a bit nervous
-[Clearmount International School]Ethan skipped along toward the school’s exit, clearly in much better spirits than when he’d arrived that morning. It turned out he had confused the due date for his art project—it wasn’t due until the following Friday. With that weight off his shoulders, his day h
At exactly 6:00 pm, Theodore and Ethan were already waiting in the living room. To their surprise, a stunning bouquet of freesias was resting on the coffee table. Theodore had forgotten the boy’s request to buy flowers, planning to grab some on the way to the event. But as he descended the stairs, t
The two dashing men and Ethan walked through the exhibition. The boy was amazed by the sheer number of paintings, each one more beautiful than the last. However, when they entered the room displaying Miss Celeste’s work, Ethan immediately recognized the pieces. She had already shown him some photos
“Grandpas, I’m getting sleepy. I think I want to go to bed,” Ethan interjected, rubbing his eyes.“Ethan! I expected more fight from you,” Theodore said with a resigned sigh.Theodore knew exactly what that meant: all three of them would be leaving the event, and no progress had been made between hi
My house had slowly begun to take shape. The garden was thriving after weeks of care, and the last month and a half had been surprisingly peaceful. Thanks to the courses I took during my recovery, I had secured a new job—a recommendation from my art professor landed me a position at the Royce Cerami
[Peter Palmer]“Sir, I’ve tried contacting the agent for flight clearance to Valentia, but I haven’t had any success. I also called the airport, but they’re not resolving anything. They’ve said we’ll need to wait until at least dawn.”“You’re useless! I need to travel now! I need to get to Valentia!
He continued, his voice heavy with regret. “I was in a coma for five years. The person who helped me wasn’t anyone known to my family. If Frank had found out I was alive, he would have had me killed. I had no choice.“Theodore Bennett saved me and gave me back my life. But that salvation came at a c
Peter quickened his steps, and when he finally reached the same stair as Valerie, he hesitated for a second before the sight of her hazel eyes overwhelmed him. Those eyes had stolen his breath so many years ago, and now they drew him in once more. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms, holding
I say goodbye with affection,Celeste Mason]She folded the letter and placed it on the bedside table. After calling a taxi, she carefully left the house, carrying Spike in his carrier. The taxi would take her to the train station, where she faced a journey of over nine hours, followed by another tr
Celeste returned from the doctor and immediately began packing her belongings. Her hands trembled, but she knew it was something she had to do. If she stayed any longer, she feared she would lose her resolve and possibly regret her decision.Peter’s last visit had made it clear to her—there was more
Peter drove his truck at full speed, the weight of his decision pressing heavily on him. He feared the consequences, but he knew that anyone who had learned of his existence could expose the truth. And the only truth that mattered was the one he had lived—the one no one else knew, the sad reality wh
"Celeste, there’s nothing to worry about. Look, all of these symptoms are completely normal.""What do you mean, Dr. Kensington? Normal? I don’t feel normal at all...""Celeste, my dear, your situation is very normal. Congratulations! You’re pregnant!"Celeste’s face turned pale. Just when she had d
“Valerie! What are you doing up so early and on your feet?”“Hi, Emma! I was a little hungry and came for some milk and cake. By the way, Serenity should be having breakfast by now, but I don’t see her. Maybe I should go wake her up.”“No, sweetheart, don’t worry. Serenity didn’t sleep here last nig