“Are you fine?” Nicholas asked Roseanne who sat on the chair in a thud. She held up her hand indicating that she needed time to process things. Her face was not looking fine. It was as if she might vomit the facts that she just swallowed. Some indigestible facts of life! He sat on the chair next to her and began rubbing her back. She had put her head on the table and was trying to accept what he had told her. She could not believe that Nathaniel and Sabrina had a history together. And she heard it from Nicholas, it was unbelievable enough for her. Nicholas came back home early this morning. As he landed in New York, all he wanted was to run to her and tell her the truth. He had made her a promise that he would not hide anything from her. Thus, he fulfilled the promise that he made her and told her the truth that nobody on earth except for a very few knew about. Roseanne was unable to deal with the burden of this truth. She was uncomfortable and unready for this burden to be discha
Nicholas and Roseanne went to Coco's room who were playing alone. They decided to talk to her as they realized that keeping secrets from the children was not healthy for their family. They said, “Coco, sweetheart, we came to talk to you.”Coco blinked her eyes and stared at them for a while. It reminded her of the day when she was told about her daddy. Horror filled her heart. As if the two adults in the room could sense what she was feeling, they said, “Baby, it's not bad news. Everyone is fine.”It was only after hearing the assurance she breathed. They made her sit on the bed and both of them sat by her sides. Roseanne began to say, “Sweetheart, we noticed that there are a lot of secrets in our family which makes you very confused at times. We decided that we will not keep any secret from our children if it is related to them.”Coco nodded her head. She liked what her mommy was talking about. She also wanted the same. Because of the weird dynamics of their family, they were more s
“Is she going to be okay?” Nicholas asked Roseanne as they were standing far from Coco who was playing outside with Leon. After crying for sometime, she was now playing with Leon. “I think so, ”Roseanne sighed. “I think she will be fine.” She took a little pause and then murmured, “I envy Coco.”Nicholas looked at her and asked, “Why?”He didn't see anything in Coco that could be envied. Instead, all he saw were the things that could be pitied. Her mother left her when she was young. Her father died when she was just five. She was living with her stepmother and brother in a house where nobody knew her identity. “I know that she had a very pitiful life,”Roseanne said. “I used to feel that she and I had a very similar life. We never had biological mothers. We relied on our fathers. Our father was our entire world. But now Coco has a birth mother. A woman who is very much alive and around her. Coco knows who her birth mother is. And I have no clue about it.”Nicholas rubbed her back in
“Why were you sad today?” Leon asked Coco. All day she was sad but she didn't tell him anything. Now that they were alone in room at night, he asked her this question. Their parents put them to sleep and they had no idea that they were awake and talking to each other. “Mommy and Nicholas told me about my birth mother,” Coco whispered. Leon was shocked for sometime. He sat on his bed and asked, “When did they tell you?”“Just recently,” Coco said. “I was always curious to know about her. I wanted to know why she left me. Why she made daddy sad? Now that I know, I don't know what to do. What to feel about it. I am very stressed.”“Why are you stressed?” Leon asked. “You can be angry at her. You can hate her.”Coco asked in return, “Do you hate your dad? He also left you. Do you feel bad that he left you?”Leon couldn't say anything. After a while, he whispered, “My dad doesn't even know that I exist.”“How do you know?” Coco asked. “I found out sometime ago who he was,”Leon told her.
Leon heard the laughter coming out of Nicholas’ room. However, this laughter did not belong to Nicholas but to his mother. It had been long since he heard his mother’s beautiful laughter. Ever since their life turned into something the kids had never expected, his mother was either stressed or silent. She was just never happy. To see what made his mother happy, Leon peeked inside the room and saw his mother opening some boxes and Nicholas was sitting in front of her. As she unboxed those small boxes, beautiful-looking desserts came out and she laughed again. It was not sweets to eat but rather their miniatures that looked so real. It was like those hyperrealistic cakes but the opposite. They looked like real desserts but they were either made of clay or metal or carved out of wood. “Where did you find them?” Roseanne asked Nicholas with a laugh. It was not a funny thing. However, the way he came to her and told her that he bought her an amazing gift. She began thinking of a lot of t
“Okay, now tell me what you want to talk about?” After spending half an hour explaining to him how she was considering divorce with her husband, Bella asked Leon. Since Bella was getting a divorce, she understood the mind of the divorcing couple or the divorced couple. He believed that his parents' separation was no less than a divorce. He needed someone to talk to but there were not many people who could give him unbiased answers. And he didn't even know many people. “Who do women divorce men from?” Leon questioned him. In his mind, it was a very genuine question. Although he was smarter than many children of his age, he was still a child who didn't possess knowledge that didn't exist in books. “For personal interests,” Bella answered him. “Not because they don't love each other?” Leon questioned. He was confused about various reasons behind the separation. He was perplexed about their decision to be separated from each other. He could see that his parents loved each other deepl
On Bella's side, her husband was glaring at her while she looked at him. “What happened to my handsome hubby?” She asked with a big smile. She was acting as if she had not done anything to hurt his precious heart. “Oh, hubby?” He repeated her endearment that she had saved for him. Initially, it used to make him feel good but today it was annoying him, “Aren't we getting divorced?”He was so mad and annoyed at his wife for using the divorce word. Did she have any idea about what she meant to him? She is his whole world! He fought with the whole world for her and now she's talking nonsense! She gasped. “What are you talking about? How can you divorce beautiful me? No, hubby! You cannot do it! I will die without your presence. You are my everything! Please don't leave me! Please!”Mr Taylor sighed and hugged his wife. “You dramatic little thing! I don't know what I saw in you and fell hard?”It seemed that he couldn't win against her. This woman fucking owns him! Mrs Taylor just smil
Today, Roseanne and Nicholas took Coco to Nathaniel's side of the mansion where he used to live in his teenage years. Although there were not many things to see here Nathaniel had spent more than half his life outside the Hart family. Yet, they brought both Coco there to see if she wanted something from his things. Most of all, it was for her to get to know this side of her father. Now that they were disclosing everything to the children little by little, they wanted them to learn what their parents had to live through. Nicholas tried to convince Leon to join but the boy refused. In his heart, Leon knew that Nathaniel was not his biological father and right now, he did not want to take this away from Coco. He just didn't intervene as he felt that it was her moment. He loved Nathaniel and the man who always be his father but Coco had more right over him. If Nathaniel was here and knew about Leon's thoughts, he would be very hurt as he never differentiated between the two children. C
EpilogueThree Years Later“Dr. Hart?”Abella turned around to see a nurse hurrying toward her.“The patient in the NICU is responding to the medication,” the nurse informed her. “Could you check on her?”Without hesitation, Abella rushed to the NICU, her heart throbbing fast. That morning, the baby girl’s condition had been critical, but now, as she looked into those tiny, bright eyes, she felt a wave of relief.“Hey there, sweetheart,” Abella cooed, smiling warmly. “You’re such a fighter. You fought so hard to be here with your mom and dad.”The baby stared up at her, and Abella’s heart melted.“Yes, you’re such a strong, big girl,” she whispered, gently touching the baby’s hand.Outside the NICU, the parents expressed their gratitude; their tearful smiles reminded Abella why she had chosen this path. In moments like these, she was reminded of how beautiful it was to help save these little angels. But there were also the heartbreaking days, the ones where some angels didn’t make it.
Meanwhile, Kate and Rhys were sitting with Anne.“Why is Aunt suddenly changing colors?” Rhys asked.“Because she knows she was wrong and wants back what she lost,” Kate said matter-of-factly.Anne chuckled. “Kate, as much as I love your straightforward attitude, I’d appreciate it if you toned it down in front of Emery. She is… well, very touchy and fussy.”Kate shrugged. “MIL, I have a complaint. Coco and Sia had a girls’ day without me! Can you imagine? I’m trying to be as cool as them, but they left me out!”Rhys suppressed a chuckle. “Yes, Mom, they left my dear Kate out.”Anne played along. “That’s terrible, I’ll scold them,”“Yes, scold them well,” Kate agreed, then added mischievously, “but don’t tell them I snitched. Just say it was Rhys.”Anne smiled. “Alright, dear.” Then, she glanced at Kate. “I saw you have been spending time with Abella. How’s that going? I know you two weren’t close.”Kate sighed. “Everyone coddles her too much. She is living in disillusionment. Coco and
It was a beautiful day that was filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. Anne and Nicholas’s wedding anniversary had brought the entire family together, and the house was buzzing with warmth and joy.Nicholas turned to Anne as his eyes were soft with affection. “We have been together for forty years,” he said, a gentle smile on his lips.Anne smiled back, a touch of nostalgia in her gaze. “Yes, we made it this far.”Leaning in, Nicholas pressed a tender kiss to her lips. “Thank you for giving me the chance to be your husband.”Anne’s voice was barely above a whisper as she responded, “Thank you for fighting for us.”Just then, Leon and Coco appeared out of nowhere while wrapping their arms around their parents in a tight hug. “If anyone deserves the credit, it’s us!” Leon declared with a grin. “We made sure you two ended up together.”Nicholas and Anne exchanged amused glances before nodding. “Yes,” Nicholas agreed, “and we’re very thankful for your scheming. Turns out, it w
“Did you match into your preferred branch of residency?” Madam Facci asked, excitement filling her voice.Abella swallowed. “Ma, I’m still checking the results,” she admitted. “I’m scared.”“You have nothing to be scared of, my dear. Just look,” she heard. With a deep breath, Abella entered her credentials for the residency match. Her eyes darted across the screen as the words appeared before her.“I…” Her voice caught in her throat.“What is it?” Madam Facci asked eagerly.“Pediatrics…” Abella whispered in disbelief.A joyful gasp came from the other end. “Oh my god! I am so happy for you, dear!”Abella’s chest tightened as she read the rest. “With NYU…” she murmured. “If I accept it, I will have to stay in New York.”Was she ready for this?Madam Facci’s voice was warm and reassuring. “Whatever you choose, we are proud of you. You’ve worked hard for this. Don’t overthink it, just enjoy this moment. You did it, Abella. I’m so, so proud of you.”That evening, the entire family gather
Augustus Hart was born a healthy, chubby baby with a bald head, looking absolutely perfect in every way. His arrival was so sudden that only Callum and Estelle were present at the hospital when her water broke. They barely had time to inform anyone, but Abella rushed over as soon as she found out.The moment Callum stepped out of the delivery room and saw his sister waiting outside, a wave of emotions hit him all at once. Without hesitation, he pulled her into a tight hug.“Congratulations, brother. I’m so proud of you,” Abella whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Callum let out a shaky breath, still overwhelmed. “When did you get here?”“Just now,” she said with a smile. “How’s Estelle?”“Tired,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “Still cursing me.”Abella chuckled. “And the baby?”“Just perfect,” Callum said, his eyes softening. “Come inside. She is going to be so happy to see you.”When Estelle saw Abella, she let out a small gasp before pulling her into a long, tight
After her divorce, Abella didn’t leave the country. Cillian had given her a staggering sum in alimony, even going as far as naming half of his assets to her, but she refused to take a single dime. She had her own inheritance. More money than she could ever need. But what could wealth do? It couldn’t buy her happiness. It couldn’t fill the void in her heart.Cillian knew her too well; he didn’t push her to accept anything. He let her go, even when it shattered him.When her mother lived in Italy with Coco and Leon, alongside her uncle Nate, she had bought a beautiful bungalow. It had never been sold, left untouched over the years. When Abella married Cillian, Leon had given her the key to that house as a quiet token of their family’s past. There were two bungalows beside each other, one where her mother had raised her two older siblings, and the other where her father had stayed, the place where her parents had met and reunited. One had been passed down to Charlotte, the other to Leon.
Cillian stared at her, his throat tightening as he heard the finality in her voice. He had imagined this conversation a thousand different ways, but none of them had prepared him for the calm and almost serene acceptance in her eyes.“Abella…” He whispered her name like a prayer, like a plea. “Can we please rethink this?”Abella smiled. It was a soft, bittersweet smile that made his chest ache.“Cillian, there is nothing to rethink,” she said gently. “Alessandro came to see me. He told me that he was leaving the country with his mother. He said he doesn’t want to come between us, that he would be happy if you called him once in a while and only if it was okay with me.” She let out a humorless chuckle. “That’s too big of a burden for me to carry. I mean, I don’t care how you navigate your relationship with your son. But I will give you one piece of advice: don’t be a jerk. Don’t hurt one more person. You have already hurt me, you have hurt him, and you have hurt his mother. Stop making
Cillian reached for her hand, his grip firm but trembling as well. “Abella, please listen to me. I’m sorry. I made a mistake by not telling you the truth. Can you please forgive me?” His voice cracked with desperation.She looked at him, her expression unreadable. “I don’t know,” she said softly.Cillian’s breath hitched, and he tried again. “Please, I’ll change. I’ll work on myself. Just give me a chance.” His hands clenched at his sides as if willing himself not to break apart. “I don’t want to see you like this, so shattered. You mean so fucking much to me. Please.”But to Abella, his words felt like echoes in an empty room. They were hollow and weightless. Once upon a time, she had longed to hear them, had dreamed of a moment where he would look at her like this, beg for her, choose her. But now? Now, they felt unimportant. They meant nothing.She exhaled, rubbing her temple. “I heard you. But my head is splitting apart, Cillian. Can you please just go back to your house? I just w
Madam Facci looked at her son, her expression undecipherable. She had seen Cillian walk through storms without flinching, but today, he stood before her looking utterly wrecked. His usually sharp eyes were bloodshot, his arm wound had reopened, staining his sleeve with fresh blood, yet none of that seemed to matter to him or anyone at this point.“What do you want, Cillian?” she asked, her voice firm but not unkind.“I’m here to see Abella,” he said. His voice was hoarse, almost desperate.Madam Facci crossed her arms. “I’m sure you have no idea what happened last night.”“I know,” he admitted, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. “I just want to explain things to her. She is overthinking this, and there is nothing much to overthink. I just—” He exhaled sharply. “I just want to make everything okay.”A wry smile tugged at Madam Facci’s lips, but there was no amusement in her eyes. “Son,” she said, “we can never tell someone what is worth overthinking or not. For you, th