Chapter 21As Calliope stepped out of the school grounds, she took a deep breath of relief. Her experience back there had been overwhelming but heartwarming—the attention she received from Hunter’s classmates was different from the harsh scrutiny she had known before. This was a new kind of attention, one that made her feel seen and appreciated.Just as she was beginning to calm down, a voice cut through her thoughts. “You’ve got a good life, haven’t you?”Calliope’s heart raced as she recognized Victor’s voice. Her feet felt like lead, and her mind scrambled to process his presence. She didn’t want to turn around. She had escaped her past, and she wasn’t ready to face it again.And so summoning her courage, she turned and hurried back to the car. Her heart pounded as she moved and her only focus was on getting away. But Victor was quicker than she had anticipated. He grabbed her shoulder just as she was about to reach the vehicle.“Let me go!” she cried, struggling against his grip.
Chapter 22Calliope ran down the street while her disheveled appearance betrayed her panic. Her heart pounded as she sprinted towards Hunter’s academy, her mind racing with thoughts of what could have happened in the time she’d been delayed. The sky was darkening rapidly, casting long shadows over the school grounds. And when she finally arrived, the sight of the closed gates made her heart sink.Her shoulders sagged as she fumbled with her phone, her hands shaking as she tried to dial Mikhail’s number. Tears streamed down her face, her fear of Hunter being alone or worse making her breath come in ragged gasps. “No, no, no…” she muttered, her voice breaking. “Please, no...”In a last-ditch effort, she pounded on the gates, her fists hitting the metal in desperate rhythm. “Is anyone here? Please let me in! My son… my son is supposed to be here!”Just then, a random staff member from the academy, who had been leaving for the day, approached her. Seeing her distress, he came closer, his
Chapter 23As Calliope pulled the covers over herself, trying to find peace in the quietness of her room when she heard a soft knock at the door. The sound was gentle, almost hesitant, that was followed by a small voice that tugged at her heartstrings."Mommy? Are you still awake?"Hunter’s voice was a tender whisper, full of concern and innocence. Calliope’s breath immediately hitched as she quickly wiped away the tears that still lingered on her cheeks. She sat up, forcing a smile even though her heart felt heavy.“Yes, sweetie,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly as she called out. “You can come in.”The door creaked open, and Hunter peeked inside, his wide eyes full of worry. He shuffled into the room, clutching his favorite stuffed animal—a small, almost worn-out bear that he never slept without.“Can I sleep with you tonight?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to intrude.Calliope’s heart melted at the sight of him, his little face so earnest, so fu
Chapter 24Calliope awoke to an unsettling silence the next morning. The mansion, usually filled with the sounds of morning routines, felt strangely empty. Anxiety gripped her as she quickly dressed and went in search of Hunter, her heart pounding in her chest.She moved through the grand halls of Mikhail’s estate, her footsteps echoing in the quiet. Finally, she reached the living room, where she found Mikhail adjusting his tie in front of a mirror. He glanced at her briefly before returning to his task, his expression unreadable.“Where’s Hunter?” she asked, trying to keep the worry out of her voice.“He’s already on his way to the academy,” Mikhail replied, his tone cool. “The nanny took him this morning.”Calliope’s heart sank. “I wanted to take him,” she murmured.Mikhail’s hands paused for a moment before he continued adjusting his tie. “After what happened yesterday, I didn’t think it was wise. I can’t risk something like that happening again.”His words hit her hard, but she c
Chapter 25After the tests were done, Calliope was told to wait in the lobby. She sat down and tried to stay calm, but her anxiety was building. Her fingers fumbled nervously, and her eyes darted around the room, unable to settle on anything. Every small sound or movement made her more uncomfortable, and she found it hard to keep still. The waiting felt endless, each minute stretching longer as she grew more unsettled.Until finally, the nurse called out, “Calliope Kostas?”Calliope’s heart leaped in her chest as she looked up, her eyes meeting the nurse’s with nervousness. She rose from her seat with her fingers fidgeting at the edge of her sleeve. The nurse gestured for her to follow and led her down a long, brightly lit corridor. The walls were lined with medical posters and the faint hum of air conditioning filled the space. Calliope’s footsteps echoed softly as she walked.The nurse who was a middle-aged woman with a kind smile, occasionally glanced back to ensure Calliope was k
Chapter 26“Calliope!” The sound of her name spoken with urgency, snapped Calliope out of her reverie. Her eyes flew open, and she realized it was already dark. Panic surged through her as she turned to see the source of the voice. There, in the dim light of the park, stood Mikhail, his face etched with worry and his tuxedo almost drenched in sweat.The sight of him made Calliope’s heart race, and she instinctively dropped from the bench, trying to conceal herself behind the shadows. She didn’t want to be seen by him, fearing that his discovery of her here would lead to misunderstandings. She imagined the judgment and questions that might follow—how would he perceive a married woman out alone, especially in the evening and not with her family?The thought of Mikhail thinking poorly of her, of the rumors and suspicions that might arise, was overwhelming. She felt an intense desire to remain hidden, to avoid the inevitable awkwardness and confrontation. Her mind raced with the potentia
Chapter 27After that night, the next three days became increasingly worrisome for Mikhail. Calliope retreated deep into herself, refusing to leave her room. The door remained locked that became a barrier between her and the rest of the world, including Mikhail. She refused to eat, despite his attempts to coax her with her 'favorite' meals, or so he thought. Trays of untouched food were left outside her door, only to be taken away hours later, still full. Every night, as the house fell silent, Mikhail could hear the faint, heartbreaking sound of her sobs. They were soft, muffled by the bed, but they carried a weight that pressed heavily on his heart. He felt helpless, unsure of how to reach her or what to say to pull her out of the darkness she had fallen into. And in every day that passed, his concern grew. His own sleepless nights were spent pacing while his mind raced with thoughts of how to help her. He replayed their conversations, their arguments, and even the smallest intera
Chapter 28"What do you want to talk about?" he asked, his tone carrying an edge of impatience.Olivia set her coffee cup down gently, the steam still rising from it as she met Mikhail’s intense gaze. Her eyes, usually so confident, were now filled with a humbled earnestness.“Mikhail,” she began softly, her voice steady despite the vulnerability in her eyes, “I know that my previous behavior must have seemed arrogant and out of place. I’ve come to realize that I need to make amends.”Mikhail leaned back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other and folding his arms with a skeptical expression. “Oh, you’ve come to realize that now? After everything that’s happened? You really think you can just walk back into our lives and act like nothing ever went wrong?”But her gaze remained steady, though her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “I understand how difficult this must be for you. I’m not asking for immediate forgiveness. I’m asking for a chance to prove that I can be there for you