“What do you want us to do now?” Theodore asked cautiously.“Nothing. I just want to see them.”“Peter, what are you planning to do?”“I told you already!” Peter snapped, his voice rising. “Damn it, wasn’t I clear enough? I just want to see them!” He gripped his cane tightly, his breath coming in sh
Peter lay on the guestroom bed, waiting for exhaustion to finally pull him into sleep. His thoughts drifted back to one of the most painful memories of his new life: seeing Mary and Serenity playing in the park. Serenity had been nearly eight years old then, brimming with energy, running, swinging,
Peter returned home as soon as Eliya had resumed her duties at the Swiss estate. The drive back felt endless; he yearned to see his family, but more than anything, he longed to see Celeste. During his time in Switzerland, she hadn’t reached out to him—not a single message or call.He understood this
After a long conversation with Theodore, Peter left the study feeling somewhat more at ease. He needed a shower and to get ready—he was anxious to see Celeste. Unsure if she would be home, he decided to call her first.“Hello?”“Celeste?”“Yes?”“It’s Peter…”“I know. You added your number to my pho
Marcus had been a week since he last saw Peter, and he still couldn't shake off the strange feeling of doing something wrong. But he knew that if Valerie found out, it wouldn't be easy for her to process. Their babies were turning four months old, and even though they'd passed the difficult stage, h
It was Tuesday afternoon, and Serenity had gone to John’s school to accompany him for his costume fitting for the play. Valerie hadn’t been feeling well that day and had asked her daughter for help. After accompanying him, the driver would take John home since his sister still had some things to do.
Serenity placed a hand on the man’s back. Peter straightened up and grabbed the other hand Serenity had free. He pulled it to his chest and embraced her tightly. Serenity couldn’t hold back anymore and started crying."Why? Why, Dad? Why?" Serenity sobbed."My girl! There’s so much I need to tell yo
Serenity clearly understood what those words meant. Peter, on the other hand, was battling a relentless headache. It seemed that, upon seeing Serenity, his mind had short-circuited; still, he tried to stay stoic. He didn’t want to cause the girl next to him any more worry—she already had enough to d
"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
Valerie got out of bed, woken by the insistent hunger of her babies. Her head felt like a tangled mess. She was dizzy, confused, unable to make sense of what was happening. How had her marriage ended up hanging by a thread? And why did she keep seeing Peter?Years ago, she had accepted that he was g
'“I’ll never forget you, I promise. But I want to spend the rest of my life with someone. And if life smiles on me with children, I’ll always tell them about you, and I’ll ask you to watch over them. I know you’ll agree that it’s time for me to move forward. It’s been so many years, and I think I’ve
[Celeste's P.O.V]Celeste sat by the window, gazing outside. Her legs ached slightly, though the medication she was receiving dulled most of the pain from her injuries. For a moment, she focused on the sky, letting her thoughts wander to her life and the struggles that had shaped it. She often felt
Peter left the hospital to meet with Darius. His plan was to make all the necessary arrangements to ensure he wouldn’t have to return to Valentia. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, especially now that his memories were slowly coming back. He couldn’t afford to leave any loose ends—he needed to o
Before long, Peter arrived at the hospital where Celeste was being examined by a doctor Peter trusted."Peter," the doctor said, "I’ve checked on Celeste. Her wounds are healing well. If things continue like this, we can consider discharging her. After all, I know you’ll take good care of her. There
Peter took a bath and a short nap. He woke up when he felt someone tugging on his hair—a small hand playing with his curls."Ethan, aren’t you going to school?" said Peter, groggy, with his eyes still closed."Yeah, but I want you to take me. Where have you been, Grandpa?""I’ve had a lot of work, a
Camille, having seen Marcus storm out, went to find the girl she considered her daughter. She found Valerie in tears, embraced her, and said:“Valerie, my love, I don’t think this is going to work. Have you thought about whether it might be better to end things?”“What?”“Valerie, darling, I’m not b