Ariel held them close, inhaling the sweet scent of their hair, her heart overflowing with love. She knew she would do anything to keep them safe, but she knew that she cannot keep her children hidden forever. She was bound to reveal them soon. **** Ariel's office was a hub of activity, her fat
Chase arrived at the restaurant, scanning the room for Monica. He spotted her waving at him from a corner table, her smile bright and inviting. He made his way over, his mind wondering what this urgent meeting could be about. As he sat down, Monica’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Thanks for c
Ariel’s father and stepmother, Whitney, arrived soon after, their faces etched with worry. Sophia filled them in on the situation, and they exchanged concerned glances. “Ariel, sweetie, please open the door,” her father coaxed, his voice gentle. Ariel finally stirred, her movements slow and deli
ARIEL I woke up early, feeling a mix of emotions as I got my kids ready for the big day. Moon was bouncing with excitement, her pink tutu dress making her look like a tiny ballerina. Star, on the other hand, was his usual curious self, asking me questions about where we were going. I just smiled an
The room erupted into chaos again, people shouting and arguing all around us. But I stood tall, my eyes fixed on Chase, my heart pounding with determination. This was it – the moment of truth. Would Chase finally take responsibility for his actions, or would he continue to run from the truth? Only
The room was tense with anticipation as Ariel sat down, her children by her side. Lisa, Grandpa, and Caleb were all present, their eyes fixed on her with a mix of curiosity and accusation. Star, ever the curious one, was asking questions and exploring his surroundings, playing with his half-brother
"No, I can't. I can't fix it. I missed out on so much. I missed out on my children's lives. I missed out on Ariel's love." He looked up at Jordan, his eyes red and puffy. "I love her, Jordan. I really do. And I wish she could forgive me." Jordan sighed, his expression softening. “Chase, you ne
Monica woke up before dawn, her mind racing with thoughts of the previous day’s events. She had barely slept, her anger and hurt lingering like an open wound. She reached for her phone, trying Chase’s number again, but it was still off. She felt a pang of frustration and betrayal, wondering why he h