Carmela's heart was pounding in her chest as Max leaned in closer. His dark eyes were locked on hers, and she felt herself being drawn in, unable to look away. Her cheeks flushed as he brought his lips closer to hers, and she could feel her whole body tingling with anticipation. As their lips met, she felt a jolt of electricity run through her. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. His lips were soft and gentle, but firm and insistent. She felt like she was floating on air, and all she could focus on was the feeling of his lips on hers.As Max continued to kiss her, Carmela's body relaxed against him. All the tension and worry she had been carrying with her seemed to melt away, and she felt herself sinking into the moment. For a brief moment, all her problems and worries disappeared. All she could focus on was the feeling of Max's lips on hers, and the warmth of his body against hers. A tear rolled down her cheek as she surrendered herself to the kiss, letting h
The morning sun streamed through the window, waking Carmela from a deep sleep. She blinked her eyes open, disoriented at first, but then the memories of the previous night came rushing back. The conversation with Max. The kiss. The way he had held her so tenderly. She sat up, her face flushed as she remembered every moment of the night before. What did it all mean? She had made a mistake again and slept with Max.Carmela got out of bed and went to the window, looking out at the oceanfront. She tried to clear her head, but her thoughts kept circling back to Max.As Carmela looked out the window, she was struck by the beauty of the morning sun sparkling off the water of the ocean below. The waves rolled in gently, and a light breeze blew through the window, carrying the scent of the sea with it. In spite of her worries and fears, Carmela couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. The view was so beautiful, and it helped to calm her racing thoughts.But even as the seren
The next morning, Carmela woke up feeling anxious and restless. She missed her kids so much, and she was worried about how they were doing. But she didn't want to worry Max, so she kept her thoughts to herself. She got dressed and went downstairs to the sitting room, where she found Max painting. The canvas was covered in bold, vibrant colors, and the scene he was painting was full of life and movement.Carmela stood for a moment, watching him work. He was so absorbed in his art that he didn't even notice her."Good morning," Carmela said softly, breaking the silence. Max looked up, startled, then smiled when he saw her. He came over and kissed her on the forehead. "Good morning, love," he said. "Did you sleep well?""I did," Carmela replied, smiling back at him. "What are you working on?""Oh, just a little project I'm doing for fun," Max said, gesturing at the canvas. "I thought I'd redesign the house a bit, with your help, of course.”Carmela smiled and picked up a brush and st
Max hesitated, not sure how much to tell her. He didn't want to worry her, but he also didn't want to lie. "It's nothing," he said, trying to sound casual. "Just an old business associate looking for a favor."Carmela raised an eyebrow. "A favor?" she asked, her voice skeptical. "What kind of favor?"Max took a deep breath. He had to tell her something, but he didn't want to scare her. "It's nothing serious," he said. "Just an annoyance, really."Max and Carmela continued to chat, the conversation flowing easily between them. But even as they talked, Max's mind kept returning to the encounter with the man from the photo agency. What did Nichole want with those pictures? And why was she so interested in him and Carmela?He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on Carmela. He didn't want to let anything ruin this time with her. She was the most important thing in his life, and he wasn't going to let anything come between them.Eventually, the sun started to set, and Max and Carmela
As Carmela woke up, she reached for her phone, only to find that it was off. She was confused, and she tried to remember when she had turned it off. But her mind was blank. She turned it on and a flood of messages came in, most of them from Sarah."Where have you been?" Sarah's texts read. "I've been trying to reach you for days. Are you okay? Hannah and Noah don’t like your sudden disappearances every now and then."Carmela's heart sank. Had she really not checked her messages for that long? What had she been doing?Carmela sat up in bed, still in a daze. She scrolled through her messages, reading them one by one. Sarah was worried, asking over and over if Carmela was all right. But there were other messages, too. Some were from her boss Pedro, and some were from Andrew. She had missed so much. And in all of the messages, there was a common theme: Where had she been? What had she been doing?Carmela felt a knot in her stomach. She had no idea how to explain it to anyone.As she k
"I can't stay here," Carmela said, her voice trembling. "Not if someone is watching us. Not if someone wants to hurt me. I have to leave, for my own safety."Max stood up, his expression pleading. "Please, don't go," he said. "We can figure this out. We can get to the bottom of this. We can't let someone scare us out of our own home."Carmela looked at Max, her heart breaking at the thought of leaving him. But she knew she had to do what was best for her and her twins. She turned and walked out the door, hailing a cab to take her back to her own apartment. As the cab pulled away, she looked back, catching a final glimpse of Max as he stood in the doorway, watching her go.In a moment or two, Carmela was looking at Sarah’s home, the sight of it filling her with dread. Police cars were parked in front, and officers were milling about, some of them looking at her as she approached. Carmela hesitated, not sure what to do. She hadn't done anything wrong, so why were the police here?A
Max sat on the beach, his eyes closed and his mind wandering. He was lost in thought, his thoughts drifting from one thing to the next. But then, his phone rang, and he saw that it was Nichole. He answered the call, his voice brimming with anger."What do you want?" he snapped. "I told you I don't want to talk to you right now.""Max, please," Nichole said, her voice sounding desperate. "Your father wants to see you. It's important."Max gritted his teeth, his frustration growing. "What is it?" he demanded. "Tell me what it's about!"Nichole paused, and Max could hear her taking a deep breath. "I can't tell you," she said. "But you need to come back. Your father is waiting for you."Max let out a roar of anger and threw the phone to the ground, stomping on it until it was nothing but pieces of plastic and metal. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but he could feel his rage boiling over.Max sped down the road, his grip on the steering wheel tight and his foot heavy on
"Free to go?" she asked, her voice shaking with disbelief. "What do you mean? What changed?""I can't discuss it with you," the officer said, his tone firm. "You're free to go, that's all you need to know. We're sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused you."Carmela just stared at him, still stunned. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. After everything that had happened, she couldn't understand why they were letting her go now.Carmela's mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She stood up, her legs shaky. Was this some kind of a trick? Were they planning on arresting her the moment she stepped outside?But the officers didn't move to stop her. In fact, they were ushering her towards the door. She felt like she was in a dream, everything felt surreal. She walked out the door, blinking in the bright sunlight. She turned to look at the building behind her, trying to make sense of it all."Congratulations, Carmela!" Andrew said, his voice warm