All Chapters of I Was Always Yours: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Later that evening, Samara sat on her bed, her emotions in turmoil. Caroline’s visit had left her feeling shaken and uncertain. She stared at her phone for a moment before finally dialing her sister Debrah’s number. It rang twice before Debrah picked up. “Samara!” Debrah’s cheerful voice came through. “Hey, what’s up? It’s been a while since you called me this late. Everything okay?” Samara sighed deeply. “Debrah, I don’t even know where to start. Everything feels like it’s spiraling out of control.” Debrah’s tone immediately shifted to concern. “What happened? Is it about Frederick?” “Yeah,” Samara admitted, her voice trembling. “There’s so much going on, Debrah. I don’t even know who to trust anymore.” “Start from the beginning,” Debrah said gently. “I’m here. Just talk to me.” Samara took a deep breath and began recounting everything. She told Debrah about Frederick’s visit earlier that day, their emotional conversation, and the kiss they’d shared. She confessed how c

In the days that followed, Caroline moved through the house with a sense of triumph. She hummed softly to herself as she set the table for dinner. This dinner was special, as they were going to announce to her mother about their engagement.She quickly glanced toward the living room where Frederick sat, seemingly lost in thought. His agreement to marry her had filled her with a newfound confidence, and she was determined to ensure nothing disrupted their path forward.As the aroma of roasted chicken filled the air, Caroline adjusted the centerpiece on the dining table for the third time, ensuring everything was perfect. Tonight’s dinner wasn’t just about the engagement announcement—it was about solidifying her place in Frederick’s life and earning her mother’s approval.In the living room, Frederick sat in silence, staring at a framed photo of Ella on the mantle. His mind was miles away, replaying the scene of Samara and Damien’s kiss over and over. Though he had agreed to marry Carol

Samara sat at a small table in a quiet café, nervously drumming her fingers against her cup of tea. Across from her, Frederick sat with his arm crossed, his coffee untouched. The air between them was heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. She had finally found the courage to call him, but just to discuss co-parenting schedule for Ethan.“I appreciate you meeting me,” she began cautiously, her voice soft , breaking the awkward silence. Frederick nodded, his eyes flicking toward the window. “It’s important. Ethan's well-being has to come first, and we need to figure out a co-parenting schedule that works for both of us.”She sighed, pulling out a small notebook. “I was thinking we could alternate weeks. That way Ethan has time to adjust without feeling like he’s constantly being shuffled back and forth, and we both get equal time with him.”Frederick mulled it over, his expression unreadable. “That could work. I’ll make sure my schedule accommodates it, and make sure it's s

Caroline's breath hitched as Harry’s declaration settled in the air like a storm cloud. His unwavering gaze bore into her, rekindling the unease she had worked so hard to suppress. “She doesn’t even know you,” Caroline said, her voice sharp and steady despite the turmoil in her chest. “You have no right to waltz back into my life and make demands.” Harry leaned back, his posture casual, but his eyes betrayed his intent. “I have every right. She’s my flesh and blood. I may have made mistakes in the past, but I’m here now.” Caroline crossed her arms tightly, her nails digging into her skin as she tried to maintain control. “Ella doesn’t need you, Harry. She has everything she needs—stability, a future. Don’t you dare try to disrupt that.” “Stability?” Harry scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. “With a man who doesn’t even know she's not his daughter? How long do you think you can keep that charade up, Caroline? Frederick’s no fool. Secrets like this don’t stay buried.” H

As Caroline stared blankly at the bubbling pot, her mind raced with possible solutions. She quickly grabbed her phone again, hesitating for only a second before scrolling to Damien’s number.Damien always knew how to handle delicate situations. If anyone could help her deal with Harry, it was him. She pressed the call button and brought the phone to her ear, her heartbeat pounding in sync with the dial tone.“Caroline,” Damien’s smooth voice answered on the third ring. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”She swallowed hard, glancing toward the dining room to ensure Frederick hadn’t wandered in. “Damien, I need your help. It’s urgent.”There was a pause on the other end before Damien replied, his tone calm but laced with curiosity. “What’s going on?”“It’s… Harry, Ella's biological father,” Caroline said, her voice barely above a whisper. “He’s threatening me.”Damien let out a low hum, his voice steady as he responded. “What kind of threats?”“The kind I can’t afford to ignore,” she admi