I feel a sense of calm wash over me as I settle into my new routine. Weeks have flown by, and life has taken on a rhythm that feels almost comforting. Ty just started class with his now fiance, Billy, and I can’t help but beam with pride. Watching him embark on this new journey fills my heart with joy. My little boy is now a man. During the day, I take care of kai, who is a bundle of energy and laughter. We both make a lot of sales at the bridal shop. Every moment spent with him is a reminder of the love that surrounds me, and it brings a warmth to my home. I love seeing him explore the world with such curiosity, and it makes me feel alive again.As the afternoon sun begins to dip below the horizon, I find myself eagerly awaiting Ty's return from college. He’d come home, scoop up his little one, and they’d share stories about their day. It was in these moments that I felt a sense of harmony, a peace that had eluded me for so long. Rhynara is thriving in grade school, making new
Istand by the entrance of the elegantly decorated hall, the soft glow of chandeliers casting a warm light over the crowd. My heart races as I scan the room, searching for a familiar face. It has been too long since I last saw Casma, and the thought of finally meeting her again sent a mix of excitement and anxiety coursing through me.I know she'll be here because I made sure she was sent an invitation by the group. As I move deeper into the event, I catch a glimpse of her across the room. She is laughing with a group of friends or should I say old acquaintances because Clark is also standing with her, her smile bright and genuine. The sight of her brings back a flood of memories—moments of joy, laughter, and the undeniable connection we once shared. But there is also the weight of our past, the silence that had grown between us. Gathering my courage, I approach her, my footsteps echoing in the bustling atmosphere. When Casma turns and our eyes meet, time seems to stand s
Istand behind the counter of my shop, a wave of pride washes over me.Just a month in, and customers were already trickling through the door, each one a reminder that I am building something meaningful.I can feel the warmth of my accomplishment, the promise of a fresh start.My encounter with Ruine still lingers in my mind. I am still surprised, I didn't have a melt down right there, Infront of him. But I am proud that I held my head up high while I was trembling within.The bell above the door jingles, and my heart sinks as I look up to see Ciara strutting in like she owns the place.“Well, well, look at you, Casma. Nice little shop you’ve got here,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.I can see the smug satisfaction in her eyes, and for a moment, I feel the familiar anger bubbling inside me.She always had a way of getting under my skin, but I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.“Thanks, Ciara. I’m really proud of what I’ve built,” I reply, forcing a smile. I
I kneel down, I couldn't help but ask, “Is he your son?”Casma chuckles softly, shaking her head. “No, he’s my grandson,” she replies, her eyes sparkling with pride. The revelation brings a smile to my face. “He’s adorable,” I say, feeling a warmth spread through me. Relief. That is what I am feeling right now. But that didn't mean she is single.The little boy continues to giggle, reaching out to touch my face, completely unaware of the complexities surrounding us. Casma’s gaze lingers on me, a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes. It is a moment of connection, a brief escape from the chaos of our lives."Why are you here Ruine?" She asks"Well, I just wanted to see your place. It is beautiful by the way" I say with a smile."Thank you. I work hard for it"she replies proudly.That is my girl.I smile, "your designs?" I ask"Yep" she says and I nod."Why are you here Ruine? Why are you really here?""Like I said I wanted to see your place?"I repeat but she gives me a glare and I si
After leaving the place I knew I had to make things right with Casma, and the first step was to end his marriage with Ciara. I gathered my courage and filed for divorce, but I quickly realized that Ciara wasn’t going down without a fight. "What the fuck is this Ruine? We had an agreement. No divorce until I get my sister's company! I am not accepting this" Ciara yells following me around the house. "I want a divorce Ciara and Cecily left the company to me and my daughter. I am not just going to stand there and let you have it" I tell her."Oh. You can't take my money away from me. The company belongs to me!" She yells."Watch me" I tell her and leave the house. As I sat in his office, staring at the divorce papers, I could almost hear Ciara’s voice echoing in his mind. “You think you can just walk away from this? You owe me, Ruine!” Each word felt like a reminder of the battle ahead. I had to prepare myself for the emotional turmoil that was coming. Ciara was not just going to le
Istood there, my heart pounding as I faced Casma, the woman who had always been my anchor. The weight of my past mistakes pressed down on me, but I couldn’t let her slip away again. “Casma, please… put your last penny on me. I swear you’ll never regret it,” I said, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation and hope.She looked at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “You don’t understand, do you? Every time I let you back in, you break me a little more. I can’t keep doing this.” Her words sliced through me, each one a reminder of the pain I had caused.I took a step closer, my heart aching at the sight of her tears. “I never wanted to hurt you. I was lost, and I thought I could handle it alone. But I can’t. Not without you,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.Casma turned away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. “It’s not that simple. You can’t just come back and expect everything to be okay. I’m scared, Ruine. Scared of what you’ll do next.” Her vulnerab
As I stood there, the golden sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the serene landscape. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore created a perfect backdrop for what I was about to do. My heart raced as I rehearsed the words in my mind, each syllable filled with the weight of my emotions. I had been waiting for this moment, and now it was finally here.Casma stood beside me, her laughter ringing like music in my ears. Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of how lucky I was to have her in my life. She was my confidante, my partner in crime, and the love of my life. I could still remember the first time we met, how her smile lit up the room and how effortlessly we connected. It felt like we had known each other for a lifetime, and every moment since then had only deepened my feelings for her.As we walked along the beach, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, but the nerves were still there, bubbling beneath the su
Two years had flown by in a whirlwind of love, laughter, and unexpected twists. At 44, I had built a life I never thought possible—owning my own company, watching Casma thrive, and embracing the joys of being a grandparent. Her son was now married, and they were eagerly awaiting their second child. Life felt complete, yet the universe was about to surprise us both in the most miraculous way.It was a typical Saturday morning when Casma called me into the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the sweet scent of cinnamon rolls. As I stepped in, I noticed her expression—a mix of excitement and apprehension that instantly piqued my curiosity.“Ruine, sit down for a moment,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. I could feel my heart race as I took a seat at the table, anticipation building within me.With a deep breath, she reached for a small envelope and handed it to me. “I think you should read this.” As I opened the envelope, my eyes fell