The sight of Mr. Atom sent a jolt of adrenaline through Carmela's body. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with the same dark hair and piercing blue eyes as Max. He looked more older than she remembered, but his presence was still commanding."Hello, Nichole," he said, his voice low and deep."Oh, you're here," Nichole said, her voice sounding surprisingly steady. "Please, have a seat. Would you like something to drink?""I'm sorry, but I can't stay," Mr. Atom said, his expression serious. "I have somewhere I need to be.""But you can't leave yet," Nichole said, her voice rising slightly. "I need to talk to you, about Max. Please, just stay for a little while."Mr. Atom hesitated, his gaze shifting between Nichole and the door.“O-okay..” he sighed. “What is it this time?”Carmela's curiosity was piqued - she couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Atom and Nichole were discussing. It must be something important, otherwise they wouldn't be speaking so quietly.Carmela decided to get up and m
After a few moments of sitting in a daze, Nichole gathered her things and got up from the table. She walked slowly towards the exit of the restaurant, her legs feeling like lead. As she reached the door, she paused for a moment, looking back at the table where she had just been sitting with Mr. Atom. She felt a pang of loss and regret, but she knew she had to leave. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door, stepping out into the light.Meanwhile, at another table in the restaurant, Carmela had been sitting alone, eavesdropping on the conversation between Mr. Atom and Nichole. When she heard Mr. Atom and Nichole leave, she stood up, her mind whirling. What had she just heard? Was it true? She felt like she needed to talk to someone, and there was only one person she could think of. She rushed out of the restaurant and headed to Sarah's apartment.Carmela climbed out of the cab, her hands shaking as she paid the driver. She walked quickly towards Sarah's apartment building
After Andrew left, Carmela followed Sarah into the living room. Sarah's parents, John and Martha, were sitting on the couch, and they greeted the girls with wide smiles. "It's so good to see you again!" John said, standing up to give them each a hug. "We've missed you both.""It's so good to be back," Carmela replied, hugging John and Martha. "This place still feels like home."Martha laughed, her eyes twinkling. "Well, you're always welcome here," she said.Sarah led Carmela into the dining room, where a delicious-smelling meal was waiting for them. The table was set with china and silverware, and the whole room was bathed in the warm glow of candlelight."I hope you're hungry!" Martha said, smiling as they sat down at the table. "We have plenty of food, and we're so happy to have you here.""We're so grateful to be here," Carmela said, looking around the table at Sarah, John, and Martha.As they began to eat, conversation flowed easily. The four of them talked about everything fro
"We should go see a doctor," Max said, worry etched on his face. "This isn't normal, and it could be serious.""No, I'm fine," Carmela said, her voice stubborn. "I just need to be alone for a while. Please, just leave me alone."Max hesitated, but he could hear the pleading in her voice. He turned and left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He went back to the living room and sat on the couch, feeling helpless.As Max sat on the couch, a thought crossed his mind. What if Carmela was pregnant? He remembered what the doctor had told him days ago, about the effects of the memory wiping on her body. Could that be the cause of her sudden nausea? He stood up and called out to her. "Carm?" he said, his voice tentative. "I think I know what's going on. I'll be back soon."Carmela didn't respond, and Max left the apartment, feeling hopeful and a little nervous.Carmela sat on the bathroom floor, cursing herself for ruining the moment. She had been so close to kissing Max, but then he
Suddenly, the music in the room changed from background noise to an actual song, slow and romantic. George looked at Carmela and said, "Would you like to dance?"Carmela's heart jumped into her throat. "Oh, I don't know," she said, her voice coming out a little squeaky. "I'm not much of a dancer.""That's okay," George said, reaching for her hand. "We'll just move slowly.”Carmela hesitated for a moment, then let George take her hand and lead her out onto the dance floor. As they started to move, Carmela felt her feet stumble a bit, but George held her close and guided her gently. Soon, they were swaying slowly to the music, Carmela's nerves slowly dissipating."This isn't so bad, is it?" George asked, a smile playing on his lips."No, it's not bad at all," Carmela said, relaxing into the dance.As the music continued, the dance floor filled up with other couples, all moving to the slow beat of the song. George and Carmela glided around the room, their feet moving in time with the
The next morning, Carmela woke to the shrill ringing of her phone. She scrambled to pick it up, her heart racing. When she saw that it was a call from Sarah, she felt a pit of dread form in her stomach."Hello?" she said, her voice trembling."Carmela," Sarah said, her voice sounding small and scared. "The twins are missing. Last night, a group of men broke in and took them. I don't know where they are right now. I’m scared! You have to come over. Please."Carmela felt her knees go weak. "What? My twins! No no no…I’ll be right over." She hung up the phone and ran to get dressed, her mind racing. What could have happened to her twins? And why or who would have done that?Carmela rushed out of her room in a rush, after she had already put on a dress. At the dinner room, Max was seated at the sofa, looking at the Tv.He turned abruptly at Carmela as she buckle her shoes in a rush. “Well good morning…” he stood to his feet to ease the moment, but with the looks on Carmela’s face, he wi
“Who was that?” Officer Johnson said in a rushed voice. He was very curious to who had called Carmela and if it was related to the kidnapping of the twins. Carmela slowly dropped the phone from her ear, her eyes all teary, she looked at Sarah and the officer before she said another word. “Nichole,” Her voice came in short, “she’s s-she’s the one that took my kids. Please help me out, I don’t think I’ll be able to take all this anymore.”At hearing this, Sarah rushed to console Carmela dearly, her hands slowly sliding the sides of her body. “Calm down, my team and I are looking into all this.”Officer Johnson assured wholeheartedly, “I wanna know, did you record the conversation?”If she did, it would have been more easier for him to get a warrant and begin the search. “No, I didn’t.”“Shit!”He sweared that instant, now it would be more difficult for him to find the kids and also arrest Nichole all together. “You should have, that would have helped us fasten this case. You know we ha
"I'm not going to stop until I'm satisfied," Maxwell said, his voice cold and hard. "I'm not going to let you see Carmela, Or your twins kids. You need to understand that."Max's eyes pleaded with him. "Please, just stop all this," he said, his voice desperate. "Just let me see her one last time. I promise I'll leave her alone after that.""No," Maxwell said, his tone final. "I'm not going to let you ever feel happy, It's over."Maxwell turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, leaving Max alone with his thoughts. Max took a deep breath, trying to clear his head. Suddenly His gaze fell on a cellphone sitting on a nearby table. It was Maxwell’s he had forgotten it.A plan began to form in his mind.Pedro sat in his office, staring at his phone in a panic. He knew he had to do something about the matter regarding the kids been taken by Nichole, but he didn't know what to do. Finally, after an hour of agonizing indecision, he picked up his phone and dialed Nichole's number. She a