It's a Saturday morning, and one of Ethan's maids is getting ready to go to the grocery store. But as Ethan getting ready to leave for work, he hears a strange noise coming from his son's room. He drops what he's doing and rushes over to see what's going on.Ethan runs to his son's room, and when he opens the door, he sees his son sitting on the floor surrounded by a pile of LEGOs. But that's not the surprising part. The surprising part is that Giselle is sitting next to his son, helping him build something out of LEGOs. And she's wearing an old t-shirt and yoga pants, which is so different from the professional look she always has at work.Ethan is completely caught off guard by this sight. On one hand, he's happy to see that Giselle is getting along so well with his son. But on the other hand, he's a little thrown off by the casual look she's sporting. It's not like he hasn't seen her dressed casually before, but there's something about seeing her in his house, in casual clothes, in
Ethan suddenly sent his hand forth and stopped Giselle from moving any further. Opening the closet, an irritated grunt left his mouth when he found it void- with nothing in there. "I knew it. There's absolutely nothing wrong here." Giselle spoke up first, out of relieve. Turning around, she walked to the door and opening it, she ushered the little kid back inside. "You can now come inside." Giselle told him.As Giselle ushers the little boy back into the room, Ethan is left scratching his head in confusion. He was so sure that something weird was going on, and he doesn't understand why the door was so hard to open if the closet was empty. He looks around the room, trying to find any clues as to what could be causing the strange noises and the cold temperature. But nothing stands out to him. Giselle closes the closet door and turns to face Ethan. "Are you satisfied now? " she asks. Ethan shakes his head. And at that, Giselle chuckled, knowing he's obviously joking. "Well, am starvi
Instantly standing up his feet, he flipped the files shut before making his way over to the door. Alice made way for him and he walked past her. Soon as Alice shut the door, she hurried up to catch up with him. Taking the lead, she took a particular route, leading Ethan to where the detective is.Ethan follows Alice through the maze of hallways, trying to keep his panic under control. When they finally reach the room where the detective is waiting, Ethan feels like his heart is about to pound out of his chest. He takes a deep breath and opens the door. Inside, he sees a woman in a business suit, her face serious. "Mr. Watson?" she asks, her voice confident and professional. "Yes, I'm Ethan Watson." he says, trying to sound composed.A chair was pulled out for him by Alice and taking his seat quite hesitantly, he faced the detective. "What do you say went wrong? Seems like on her part, she misheard you." He said, his eyes flickering over to Alice for a few second before looking back a
Ethan's face is inscrutable, and Giselle can't read his expression. Is he angry? Or is he just surprised? "Giselle." he says, his voice neutral. "What brings you here?" Giselle swallows hard, trying to get her nerves under control. "I wanted to talk to you," she says, her voice shaking. "I need to explain myself." Ethan raises an eyebrow. "What is there to explain?" he asks, his tone sharp.Giselle creased her palm over her forehead, obviously not knowing where exactly to start from. "I would have been home since but got lost on my way actually." She stammers as she tries to explain.Ethan's expression is unreadable as he listens to Giselle. "Lost?" he asks, his voice still neutral. "How did you get lost? It's not that hard to find your way home." Giselle feels her face grow warm with embarrassment. "I'm not sure," she says, her voice faltering. "I just...got turned around, I guess." She looks down at her feet."Giselle," says Ethan, his voice softening. "You know you can always com
Giselle swallows hard, trying to calm her nerves. "About what?" she asks, her voice shaky. "About us," the man says, moving closer to her. "You and me, we have a lot to talk about." Giselle takes a step back, her hands shaking. "I don't know what you're talking about," she says, her voice trembling. The man smiles, and it's not a friendly smile. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," he says, his voice cold."You know that night, when we were together," he says, taking another step toward her. "That night was special, and we need to talk about it." Giselle's stomach drops, and she feels like she might be sick. "I don't know what you're talking about," she says again, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're lying," the man says, his eyes narrowing. "I know you remember. I know you can't forget." Giselle feels like she's going to faint. "I don't want to talk about it," she says, her voice pleading.So, now that Giselle has made it clear that she doesn't want to talk to the m
Giselle opens the door and sees the mailman, his face beaming with excitement. "I have something for you!" he says, his voice full of glee. He holds out a package, and Giselle takes it from him. "Thank you so much!" she says, her voice trembling with anticipation. The mailman nods and gives her a knowing smile."You're very welcome," he says. "I hope it's everything you've been waiting for."Giselle can't wait any longer. She tears open the package, her hands shaking with excitement. Inside, she finds a small wooden box, its surface intricately carved with beautiful designs. She opens the box and gasps. Inside, there's a note and a small golden key. "What does it say?" Jason asks, his eyes wide with wonder. Giselle reads the note out loud. "Congratulations! You've made it to the next step. Use the key to open the hidden door in the backyard.""A hidden door?" Jason asks, his eyes lighting up with excitement."Let's go find it!" he says, grabbing Giselle's hand and pulling her toward
It's getting late in the evening, and Giselle knows she should head back to her apartment. But before she leaves, she needs to check on Shane, who is still being watched by her neighbor. So, she says her goodbyes to Xander and Jessie, then heads out the door. No doubt, she misses her son so much. As she walks through the park, she feels a sense of peace. The sun is setting, and the sky is a beautiful shade of pink and purple. The birds are chirping, and the air is filled with the scent of flowers.Giselle walks further through the park, lost in thought about her time with Ethan and his kid, she suddenly hears footsteps behind her. At first, she thinks it's just someone else walking through the park, but then the footsteps get closer, and she begins to feel a little uneasy. She starts to walk a little faster, trying to put some distance between herself and the person behind her. But the footsteps only get louder and faster, and soon she can hear them right behind her.Giselle's heart
Ethan slowly deepens the kiss, his hand sliding up to the back of Giselle's head. Giselle loses herself in the moment, the taste of his lips and the feel of his touch sending her senses into overdrive. She forgets about the world around them, about all the people who might be watching, about everything but the feel of his body pressed against hers. The kiss lasts an eternity, and then suddenly it's over. Ethan pulls back, his eyes searching her face. "I'm so sorry," he says, his voice hoarse. "I didn't mean to—" Giselle mustered a smile, though it felt false on her lips. She looked away from Ethan, trying to conceal the sting of rejection she felt. "It's getting late," she said, her voice sounding falsely cheerful even to her own ears. "I should probably get going." Ethan looked surprised, but he didn't try to stop her as she turned and walked away. Giselle's heart sank as she made her way down the street, Ethan's rejection weighing heavily on her mind. Giselle woke up the nex