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Daniel walked into his office, his mind still replaying the brief encounter with Ethan and the mysterious Ms. Taylor. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to the story, but he had to push it aside for now. There were matters at the office that demanded his attention. As he stepped into the building, his assistant, Emma, was already waiting by his office door, a tablet in hand. She looked up and gave him a polite smile, though there was a hint of concern in her eyes. “Mr. Sterlings, good morning. You have a busy schedule today. The board meeting has been moved up to tomorrow, and there’s a stack of reports you need to review before then,” she said, handing him a list of his appointments. Daniel took the tablet and nodded, his expression thoughtful. “Thanks, Emma. I’ll go through these now. Is Stanley back yet?” “He’s on his way up, sir. He mentioned he’d be stopping by to give you a report on the presentation.” “Good,” Daniel replied absently, already flipping
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Daniel shook his head, but the lightness he felt in his chest was undeniable. Stanley was right about one thing: he was curious. And that curiosity was going to drive him crazy. ********** Robbin’s smile was warm as they all entered the apartment. Ethan ran to him with excitement, eager to show off his gadgets. “Look, dad! I’ve been learning how to use the laptop you got me!” Ethan grinned, his little fingers moving across the keys. Tasha stood by the kitchen counter, watching the two of them bond. She couldn’t deny the warmth she felt seeing Ethan so happy. Robbin had been nothing but kind to her and Ethan, but every time he got a little too close, she felt the urge to pull back. The ghost of her past, Daniel hovered over her, casting a shadow on everything. As Robbin placed Ethan’s laptop on the table and turned toward her, she could feel his eyes lingering just a little too long. “Can we talk for a second?” Robbin asked, his voice soft, but there was an intensity behind it.
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Daniel's POV Stanley left my office with that smug grin still plastered on his face. As the door clicked shut behind him, I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. Tasha. Here, in New York. Working on the very project I’ve invested into, Belvoir Couture. The irony was almost unbearable. I thought she was gone for good. When she walked out of my life, there was no looking back. I was sure of it. Yet, here she is. In my city. After all these years, she's back, and somehow, she managed to slip into my world again without even trying. The memories flooded back the arguments, the misunderstandings, the slap. I never cared. I should have. But I was too caught up in the lies and manipulations of my past, too blind to see the truth in front of me. And then... she was gone, leaving me in the wreckage of our life, unable to fix what I had destroyed. I picked up the desk phone, dialing my assistant. "Emma," I said, my voice steady but my heart racing. "Get me e
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Author's POV Tasha stood by the kitchen counter, pouring a glass of juice when she heard soft footsteps behind her. She turned, and a smile spread across her face as Claire walked in with Ethan, his backpack slung over his tiny shoulders. "Look who’s sharp and ready for school!" Claire said with a bright grin, giving Ethan’s hair a playful ruffle. Ethan beamed up at her, his nervousness momentarily forgotten. "Mom helped me pick out my clothes!" he said, standing proudly in his crisp blue shirt and khakis, looking every bit the brave boy ready for his first day. Tasha chuckled, glancing at her son with a touch of pride. “He’s been planning this outfit all week.” Claire knelt down beside Ethan, adjusting his shirt. "Well, you look like the coolest kid in the entire school. You’re going to make a lot of new friends today, right?" Ethan nodded eagerly, his earlier doubts seemingly erased by Claire’s infectious enthusiasm. “Yeah! I’m ready!” Tasha smiled warmly, grateful for
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Mr. Belvoir: "Tasha, just wanted to personally commend you on your incredible work so far. The designs are bold, innovative everything I expected and more. Looking forward to seeing them shine at the upcoming contest. We’re in for something spectacular." Tasha’s heart skipped a beat, a mix of pride and pressure swirling inside her. Mr. Belvoir rarely sent personal messages, and his praise meant a lot. It also meant that the stakes were even higher for the upcoming fashion contest, her biggest opportunity yet. Claire returned from the kitchen with a cup of coffee, noticing the look on Tasha’s face. “Good news?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Tasha held up her phone. “Mr. Belvoir... He’s impressed with everything so far.” Claire grinned. “See? I told you. You’re killing it.” Tasha set the phone down, though her mind was already racing with everything left to do. “Yeah, but the contest... It’s still coming up fast. This could either make my career or sink it. Everything has to be
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The ride to the atelier was a blur, her mind running through everything that needed to be done. The fashion contest was looming closer, and the pressure was mounting. But this wasn’t just any competition, it was her chance to make a mark, to solidify her place back in New York’s elite fashion world. When she arrived at the atelier, the familiar hum of activity greeted her. The team was already at work, mannequins stood draped in half-finished gowns, bolts of fabric lay across worktables, and the sound of sewing machines filled the air. This was where Tasha felt most alive, where her creativity could flow freely. “Good morning, everyone,” Tasha called out as she stepped inside. The team greeted her with nods and smiles, eager to hear her next instructions. She walked straight to the design board, studying the sketches she had been working on for weeks. The evening gown was almost complete, but something about the design still felt... off. One of her seamstresses approached, holdi
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Tasha didn’t hesitate. She rushed forward, her hands pulling Ethan away from Venessa’s tight grip. "Mom!" Ethan cried, his face streaked with tears, clinging to her as if he was terrified of letting go. Tasha’s heart pounded, her breath shallow with anger as she faced Venessa. "Get your hands off my son!" she snapped, her voice sharp and filled with protective fury. Venessa blinked, clearly taken aback at first, but then a wicked smile spread across her lips. "Your son?" she echoed, her tone dripping with malice. Her eyes gleamed with amusement, as if she had found a weakness to exploit. "This bastard?" Before Venessa could utter another vile word, Tasha’s hand flew across her face with a loud, resounding slap. The force of it caused Venessa to stagger back, her hand instinctively reaching for her reddened cheek, shock and humiliation in her eyes. "You will not speak about my child like that," Tasha hissed, her voice low but filled with such intensity that it could cut throug
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Later that evening, Tasha went to Ethan's room. The light in the hallway cast a soft glow into the space, revealing Ethan sitting cross-legged on his bed, his small face etched with confusion. Tasha could see he was still bothered by what had happened earlier with Venessa. She tried to steady herself as she approached him, determined to offer comfort and clarity. “Hey, sweetheart,” she said softly, sitting on the edge of his bed. “You doing okay?” Ethan looked up at her, his eyes big and filled with questions. “Mom, why did that lady call me that? What's a ‘basta...?’” Before he could finish, Tasha cut him off gently, “Don't say that word, honey. It's not a good word, and you don't ever need to repeat it.” “But why did she say it?” Ethan pressed, his voice filled with the innocent curiosity only a child could have. “Is it because I don't have a real dad?” Tasha's heart clenched at his words. She hadn’t anticipated this moment—having to explain such harsh realities to him. Sh
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After her dance with Ethan, Tasha excused herself, making her way to the restroom. Daniel’s eyes followed her, his concern deepening as he noticed her unsteady steps. He stood by the side of the room, waiting for her to return. Minutes passed, and Tasha hadn’t come back. Daniel’s jaw tightened, his worry growing. Without hesitation, he moved closer to the restroom door, hanging around inconspicuously. When she finally emerged, his breath caught. Tasha looked worse, her face pale, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead. She pressed a hand against the wall for balance, her movements sluggish. “Tasha,” Daniel said sharply, stepping forward. “I’m fine,” she muttered, waving him off weakly, but her voice lacked conviction. “No, you’re not,” Daniel said firmly, gently taking her elbow to steady her. “You’re burning up. You need rest.”
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After the ceremony, the crowd gathered at the grand reception hall, where laughter and chatter filled the air. The newlyweds, Stanley and Rebecca, stood at the center of the room, greeting their guests with wide smiles. Rebecca, radiant in her wedding dress, held Stanley’s hand tightly, the glow of their love undeniable. Tasha took a deep breath, smoothing her gown as she approached them. Ethan was by her side, tugging her along eagerly. “Come on, Mom! Let’s go say hi to Uncle Stanley!” he said, his excitement contagious. When they reached the couple, Stanley’s face lit up. “Tasha!” he exclaimed, pulling her into a warm hug. “You made it! And looking stunning, as always.” Tasha chuckled softly, her hand resting on his arm. “Congratulations, Stanley. You look happy, and that’s all that matters.” Stanley grinned, his eyes shining with genuine joy. “Happiest I’ve ever been. Thank yo
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Tasha sat in the back seat of the car, the cool leather of the seat pressing against her as she looked at her reflection in the window. Ethan was beside her, still adjusting his small suit, looking every bit the part of the adorable little gentleman he was. His excitement filled the car as he chattered non-stop about how much he was looking forward to the wedding. “Mom, I can’t wait to see Dad!” he said with a grin, tugging at his bow tie again, his small hands uncoordinated but determined. Tasha glanced down at him, her lips curling into a soft smile despite the knot in her stomach. Ethan was so innocent in his excitement, and she couldn’t bring herself to tell him the complicated emotions swirling inside her. She had tried to push the thoughts of Daniel out of her mind, but the weight of his presence at the wedding, his role as best man, kept creeping in. “Dad looks so cool in his suit, right?” Ethan continued, practic
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The Next Day Tasha sat by the large bay window, sipping a cup of herbal tea as sunlight filtered through the curtains. She was lost in thought when the sound of the doorbell startled her. Rose appeared moments later, peeking into the living room. “Ma’am, Someone named Stanley is here to see you,” she said. “Send him in,” Tasha replied, her voice subdued but warm. Stanley entered with his usual cheerful energy, his tall frame seeming to fill the room. He wasn’t alone. A stunning young woman with kind eyes and a gentle smile followed closely behind him. “Tasha,” Stanley began, his tone unusually formal, “I’d like you to meet Rebecca, my fiancée.” Tasha blinked, her teacup halting midair. For a moment, the room was silent as she processed his words. Rebecca stepped forward, extending her hand with a bright smile. “It’s such an honor to meet you, Tasha. Stanley has told me so much a
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He stood abruptly, pacing to the window. “You deserve a lot more than I can give right now, Tasha. That’s why I’m here, making sure Ethan’s okay, making sure you’re okay.” Tasha stared at him, her frustration giving way to confusion. “Why are you acting like this? Like you’re carrying the weight of the world?” Daniel turned to face her, his expression guarded. “Because some things are better left unsaid. Can we leave it at that?” “No,” she shot back. “We can’t just leave it, Daniel. It's been years, and sometimes show up like nothing’s happened, I don't know what you really want but, how do you expect me to trust you with Ethan?” Daniel’s face softened, but there was a flicker of pain in his eyes. “I never asked for your trust, Tasha. Not after what happened.” She opened her mouth to respond, but the clock
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Robbin stepped aside, gesturing toward the sunroom. “She’s with Ethan. But listen,” Robbin’s voice lowered, “I'm heading out now, don’t make this harder than it needs to be. She’s still recovering.” Daniel gave a curt nod and walked inside, his footsteps echoing softly on the polished floors. When he reached the sunroom, he paused in the doorway. Tasha was in a wheelchair, sunlight casting a warm glow around her. Ethan sat beside her, his hands waving animatedly as he told her a story. Tasha was smiling, a soft, genuine smile that made Daniel’s chest tighten. Ethan noticed him first. “Dad!” he shouted, jumping up and running to him. Daniel crouched to meet him, a smile breaking through his otherwise serious expression. “Hey, buddy.” Ethan wrapped his arms around Daniel’s neck. “You’re here! I told Mom you’d come!”
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That evening, Tasha cradled the hospital phone in her hand, dialing Claire’s number. Her heart ached for Ethan, and she couldn’t wait any longer to hear his voice. “Tasha?” Claire’s voice was soft but relieved. “Yhh, it’s me,” Tasha said gently. “Can I talk to Ethan?” There was a rustling sound, and then Ethan’s small voice came through the line. “Mom?” Tasha’s throat tightened. “Hey, sweetheart. How are you?” “I miss you,” Ethan said, his voice trembling. “When are you coming home?” Tasha swallowed hard, forcing her voice to stay steady. “Soon, baby. I’ll be home very soon. You’ve been such a brave boy, haven’t you?” “Yeah,” Ethan replied. “But it’s not the same without you.” Her heart broke a little more. “I know, sweetheart. I promise, we’ll cuddle and talk a
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After Claire had come to pick up Ethan, leaving the room quieter and less bustling, Daniel rested back against his pillows, the calm moment inviting a conversation with Stanley. Stanley, sitting in a chair near the window, was scrolling through his phone when Daniel broke the silence. “So, how’s Rebecca doing?” Stanley looked up, a small smile tugging at his lips. “She’s doing great. Keeping busy as always.” Daniel smirked, the teasing glint in his eyes unmistakable. “You should be with her, not here helping an old man like me.” Stanley chuckled, shaking his head. “Old man? Please. You’re as stubborn as ever, Daniel. Besides, Rebecca understands. She knows how important this is.” “Still,” Daniel said, his tone lighter, “she deserves to have you around. It’s not like you signed up for a full-time babysittin
