All Chapters of Always Been You: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Martha~ I don’t know why Dante and Catalina can’t read faces; the two idiots were all about violence yesterday, and the little time I had with Lola told me everything I needed to know about what was happening to her. Although I can’t say for certain, I have a sneaking suspicion that Lola is being drugged. How can she forget she has children? Those children are her life. After I had the impression that she and Dante were finally making headway, along came Mason Blackwood, and I’ve never had a positive impression of that boy. The first time I met him, he wanted to play dad to my grandkids and wanted people to believe Lola was his wife. One of the reasons I stepped in was because there was no way I was going to allow my grandchildren to have Blackwood’s last name. At first, I wanted to run a background check on him but stopped because he seemed pure. But now I regret it because no one is going to believe me when I tell them that Lola isn’t our Lola. Dante is in pain. Severe pain, to the

~Dante~"Get me, Doctor Blackwoods, now! Hunt him down if possible." I yelled at Lev, but I was actually mad at myself. I was supposed to be her husband, her brother, and I knew her better than anyone else—not even her mother knew Lola more than I did. I failed her yet again. I kept failing her; when she became of age, I failed to confess my love for her but left clues for her. I told her how I felt so many times, but in riddles. How the fuck was she supposed to know I meant I loved her? Like a coward, when she didn’t get the riddles, I stepped back, and as I was thinking of how much of a coward I was, my thought took me down memory lane to when I took her hiking."Hey look!" I said while looking passionately in the direction I wanted her to look."Oh, my goodness! What do you call those? They are beautiful." She said as she looked at me expectantly and lovingly."I know, right? These are called larkspurs. I was curious, like you, the first time my mother showed them to me," I honestl

~Martha~ "I will agree to everything, as long as I get to meet my fiancé." The statement has been going over and over in my fucking head. I saw the pain in my son’s eyes. He had suffered so much. When he found out that I knew about the children, I saw hatred in his eyes; however, at this point, he is hopeless, and Dr. Blackwood has the upper hand. The police couldn’t help; Lola couldn’t remember anything. Twice I took the kids to her, and she doesn’t recall ever having children. Seeing my children suffer in such a way is excruciating for me. It breaks my heart to see Lola inflict pain on her children without even realizing it herself. My eyes started to be teary, then bloodshot, and then tears followed. "Martha, are you okay?" My husband asked, and I couldn’t lie to him—my son’s family was being torn apart by an obsessed boy. That boy has to pay. I dried my eyes with a tissue and stood up. "Yeah, I’m okay," I said as I walked into my bedroom and started packing my clothes in one of

~Dante~I have been working on getting Lola to remember; even if she doesn’t remember anything about us or me, that’s alright with me; I want her to remember our children, at the very least. They are hurt by all this shit. I am hurt too. I wish I could just pull the trigger and end Mason Blackwood's life for trying to separate a mother from her kids. Mason took me to court but didn’t win the case because I am Lola’s husband. However, that cretin is always devising new schemes, and he never fails to persuade my wife that he is the man she is going to marry. As a result, I let that creepy man come over to my house because I knew it was good for her health, but when it came to Mason, I couldn’t let my guard down. I beefed up the security to prevent him from doing anything foolish in the future. However, even that cannot be relied upon because that cretin is always up to something sneaky.My daughter reached out to me as I was engrossed in my own thoughts, and she shouted out, "Daddy!" I

~Dante~ So it came to my attention that my mother used to be a prominent figure in a criminal organization but she gave up her former life when she married my father. It’s no wonder she could get away with hiding Lola and the children from me. I heaved a sigh and thought about what my uncle had said to me—that he had gone to medical school and earned a doctorate. But he has never worked for anyone. To ensure that Lola is well taken care of in the interim, he will be spending the next week here at my house. He didn’t have to; he had businesses to run, but it seems like this Mason issue pissed him off. My mother doesn’t get to know that Uncle Antonio is around, and she doesn’t get to know that I will be playing dirty for my family’s sake. I let out a sigh and shifted my weight on the chair so that I could lean back. As I was about to pour some scotch for myself, someone knocked at my door. I ordered the person to come in. "Hey." She couldn’t stop twiddling her fingers. She was nervous,