Screams broke out, louder than ever. The women and the servants; everyone went frantic. And no one dared to step close as the bodyguards instantly surrounded them. “I asked you to repeat yourself!” Lucas growled.Zach gripped the hand he used to strangle him, shoving it away. “After what you've done to Heidi, do you think I'll care about ending your life today? Shooting each other will only save us both a lifetime sentence!”“That's crazy! Stay away from him, Zach!!!” Harold commanded.“Lucas Harrison, do you now threaten the life of my family!?” With the Butler's help, Grandpa Jeffery sat on his chair, holding his chest. Lucas gripped the gun, cocking it in the process. “Anyone that says my child died deserves death!”“Well, that's the truth!”“I won't believe it!”Grandpa Jeffery got to his feet. He snatched the gun from Lucas, tossing it across the floor. “Bloodshed will not happen in my home! Believe it or not, Heidi's child is dead and you have no more connection!”Lucas shook
…Watching her slip out of his arms felt like yesterday, yet, it was as if a decade had passed by. Three years was enough to erase any memories, but not memories deeply engraved into one's heart,For the wound was still fresh in his heart, and every moment felt like that scenario was playing itself again and again.As long as he lived, would he ever find the courage to forgive himself?Just a single mistake… a split second of unawareness, and he'd lost all he would've ever longed for.Hours passed by, and he didn't move from the spot. Sitting by the gravestone, letting those words resurface in his heart for God knew how long, he neither felt exhausted nor pain for something that had become a routine. Heidi was probably right… he'd never deserve her love. What person killed his beloved with his own hands just after confessing their heartfelt feelings? If only he'd caught her when she fell…Dark clouds hovered above the sky, a metaphor for the storm of emotions in his heart. As th
Lucas snorted. He'd had to hand it to her. “She's under tight security. You think I'll buy this lie?”“If you won't believe me, I have evidence! A voice recording from those kidnappers. I think you should fire her Nanny, Lucas,” Tracy begged. “I'm tired of having our daughter's life fall into danger again and again.”She ended the call and sent him a voice recording. After listening to it, his heart neither trembled in panic nor fear. Lucas resumed driving his car at an even slower pace. An hour later, he parked the car inside the mansion. There were only a handful of people who could come in and out of his Villa without alerting his bodyguards. “Where are they?” As soon as he stepped out of his car, a female servant hurried up to him. She lowered her voice and answered his question. “Mr. Harrison, she's inside with her Nanny. I made sure all the foods the servants served to them were supervised.”Lucas walked past her, heading into the building. His heart melted when he saw
Tracy broke down and cried. “Come on, Lucas. Do you think I was the one who asked Dad to come and take her?”“Now that you say it, it's possible,” Lucas replied. Tracy wiped her tears. “I didn't know that voice recording was a prank, alright? I- I thought the kidnappers were real.”“I give you two seconds to leave this place-”“Why? I just came back and haven't even rested yet. Won't you allow me to see my baby?”Behind him, the little girl whimpered. And that was when Lucas realized she was still standing there with the Nanny. Lucas threw the Nanny a glare before taking her. “What's the matter, Baby?”“Why are you so mad at Mommy?” She blinked her teary eyes. “Mommy hasn't come back for many days. I wanna spend some time with Mommy.”The storm in Lucas's heart evaporated. He wiped her tears away. “I'm sorry, I'll let her stay.”“Great!” Tracy sniffed back her tears. She tried to take the little girl from Lucas, but Lucas held her firmly, daring her with his eyes. Tracy pursed her
As his palm swept over her hair gently, Lucas paused upon hearing her question. How could she ever be Tracy's daughter when the older she got, the more Heidi's features became prominent in hers? Genetics never lied. Her eyes, toes, fingers, all the subtle details… he'd believe he was imagining things, if he'd never seen Heidi’s photo when she was young. “Daddy…” she blinked at him, her milky eyes reminding him of her. “You don't like Mommy near us… who's my real Mommy?”In a light tone, her soft voice was but a whisper echoing in the night. The words were heavy on his chest, even heavier when he'd loved to expel them. “She left us… a long time ago.” He managed to breathe out, letting open a fresh wound in his heart. Her innocent eyes widened a bit. Driven by curiosity, she loosened up and sat on her knees, grasping his arm. “Nanny wasn't wrong… I have another Mommy.” Her eyes sparkled,And then, her smile washed away, giving way to a gloom that made her tiny brows wrinkle. “Where
…The Next Morning.Lucas was awakened by the pitter-patter of tiny feet on the floor. Before he could open his eyes, she'd already jumped onto the bed, tapping him anxiously. “Daddy- Daddy, wake up! You've gotta see this!” She called out to him eagerly, her tiny voice ringing in his ears. It was unlike her to wake him up. At this kind of time, she'd be with her Nanny, getting ready for the day. “Wake up, Daddy!” She pulled at the collar of his pajama shirt, forcing Lucas to open his eyes. “Didi, what are you doing?” The Nanny barged in then she came to a screeching halt at the door. Glancing at the floor quickly, she cleared her throat, “Uhm, Good morning, Young Master-”“What's going on?” Lucas sat up, narrowing his eyes, not forgetting that he'd had to give her an earful later. The Nanny wanted to reply when Heidi answered instead. “The bad guys have come again. They're taking Mommy away!” She announced. Oh, that. Lucas didn't give a damn. He'd return to sleeping if Tracy's
…At Mystic Island. The gentle breeze of the wind brushed past her hair, a soothing caress to her skin. Yet, the turmoil inside her heart was palpable, evident in her eyes and actions. As the sun rose up and slid down the horizon, she sat on the same spot, hugging her knees and facing the ocean. The sand behind her shuttled, measured footsteps approaching. “Hey, what's up.” Sitting beside her, Freya nudged her slightly. “I wonder how long you'll put up with this habit, Heidi.”Forever? Heidi wasn't sure. For as long as time passed by, the more her heart longed for what she'd desperately run away from, seeking solace in this non-existent life.“Sigh!” Freya rested on the sand, facing the sky. “I have this feeling that we're gonna get caught someday, Heidi… for how long are you gonna keep hiding?”For as long as she survived on this Island?Heidi rested beside her, her eyes fixed on the stars forming a constellation of a familiar face. “It's more peaceful here…” she breathed out.
… Waking up the next morning to a foreboding feeling in her chest was enough sign that her peaceful days on this Island were over. The moment she opened her eyes, someone hugged her. “What am I gonna do with you, Heidi…” Freya murmured. “An emotional outburst can cause you a second heart attack, and that will be the end of us. Our days of hiding here will be over… we'll need to go to any nearby city for your treatment, and the police won't have mercy once they catch me.”Heidi sighed inside. Did she faint last night? Her only cure was ultimate happiness, something she doubted she was ever going to find on this Island or anywhere in this world. “If I have a heart attack someday, don't bother yourself, Freya… let me die and-”“Please, Heidi… stop it,” Freya whispered. “How dare you wish death upon yourself? You're the nicest person I've ever met; I fell for a villain and almost let him slip away, I lost my job and was about to lose my life but you saved me even though we never kne