EVIE POV As the day waned and the evening sun painted the sky in shades of twilight, I found myself in the living room. The atmosphere was filled with tranquility as the girls laughed and chatted, each wrapped in the comforting embrace of their friendship. It was a sight that tugged at my heartstr
He couldn't help but smile as he picked up the cake. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes. Evie was still considering him, still willing to extend an olive branch, even after everything that had transpired between them. Timothy decided to bring the cake inside, his steps light with a rene
I woke up to the gentle aroma of sizzling bacon wafting through the air, accompanied by the sound of laughter and soft chatter. The morning sun was gentle as it stretched across my face. I stretched and yawned, feeling content with the new day. "Evie!" Aria's voice called out as I entered the kitc
Olive's joy was a wonderful sight as she rushed to embrace her mother. The room seemed to light up with her happiness, their reunion a bittersweet moment amid the heavy atmosphere. Scarlett returned her daughter's hug, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and longing. "I missed you so much," Olive
Scarlett's anger flared, and she shot back, "Don't underestimate us, Stella. We have the means to expose your secrets." Stella waved her hand dismissively, her confidence unwavering. "I call your bluff, Scarlett. If you had the guts to reveal the so-called proof, you would have done it already."
TIMOTHY POV Timothy's footsteps echoed in the sterile hospital corridor as he made his way to the front desk. He had been gripped by an overwhelming sense of urgency, a gnawing worry that had been festering ever since he received the call about his mother's condition. He had to see her, to ensure
"Why?" he began, his voice hoarse. "Why are you refusing treatment? You can't just give up like this. We can fight this together." Lydia looked at him, her eyes filled with pain. "Timothy, you don't understand. I don't want to suffer anymore. The treatments, the pain, it's all too much." Timothy
The hospital visit with Scarlett had been a difficult, emotional experience for both Olive and me. As we left the hospital and made our way back to the apartment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. Guilt for how Stella had reacted. It was clear that Stella was going through a difficult tim
"Plenty of space here,” he started. “I figured…we could easily convert this into a nursery someday." My heart skipped a beat at his words, the mere suggestion sending a wave of emotions crashing over me. A nursery—our nursery. The thought of starting a family with Timothy filled me with a sense of
As Timothy led me through the threshold, his hands cupping my eyes gently, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. This was it—the moment we had been waiting for. Our new beginning, our haven. Duke trotted alongside us, his tail wagging in anticipation. I could sense the air th
The flight back home felt like a whirlwind, the memories of our honeymoon paradise fading into the background as the reality of returning to our everyday lives set in. But as the plane touched down and we made our way through the bustling airport, a knot of anxiety tightened in my chest at the thoug
"Welcome, welcome!" she exclaimed, her voice as sweet as honey. "Would you like to try some of our local fruits?" We nodded eagerly, and she began slicing pieces of fruit with practiced ease, offering them to us on skewers. I reached for a slice of mango, its flesh ripe and juicy beneath my finger
As the plane descended toward the island, my heart fluttered with excitement. The anticipation bubbled within me as the tropical paradise came into view, its crystal-clear waters shimmering like liquid sapphires beneath the golden sun. We stepped off the plane into paradise, the air heavy with the
When it finally came time to, he entered me, and my teeth clenched as I stretched around his erection. I gasped as he began to move inside me, each thrust slow and deep. The pleasure intensified until at last I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into
As the festivities of our wedding night drew to a close, Timothy and I found ourselves heading up to the honeymoon suite, drunk on love and excitement. The air crackled with anticipation as we stumbled through the door, our laughter echoing off the walls. The soft glow of candlelight cast ethereal
The lights dimmed and the room fell silent. On the large screen at the front of the room, images of Timothy and his mother, Lydia, began to flash by, accompanied by gentle music that tugged at the heartstrings. I watched as Timothy's tearful gaze locked onto the screen, his eyes filled with a mixt
As I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation, I could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on me like a heavy cloak. But as Timothy approached, his eyes shining with love and adoration, the world around me seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of us in its wake. W