All Chapters of Beyond The Time: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Anton, hurry up! We’re going to be late for the appointment,” I called out, adjusting my scarf while pacing near the door. The thought of seeing our baby today had me buzzing with excitement, and I couldn’t help but smile.Anton walked over, keys jingling in his hand, a wide grin spread across his face. “I’m coming, I’m coming! You act like I’m the one making us late, but I saw you taking forever to decide which shoes to wear.”I rolled my eyes, giving him a playful nudge. “Well, I have to look good for the little one, don’t I?”He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my waist as we headed out to the car. “Trust me, you could wear anything, and you’d still be glowing. I think it’s the ‘future mom’ thing.”I smiled at his words but felt the nerves settle in again as the reality of the doctor’s visit weighed on me. It wasn’t just a regular checkup—it was the first time we’d see our baby. The butterflies were a mix of excitement and anxiousness. Anton must have sensed my unease because h

“Are you sure everything’s ready?” I asked for the third time, pacing around the living room as I glanced nervously at the decorations. Soft blue and white streamers hung from the ceiling, and balloons floated around, adding a cheerful vibe to the intimate setup. The baby shower and gender reveal weren’t supposed to be huge events—just close family and friends. But even with a smaller crowd, I couldn’t help feeling nervous “Relax, Alina. Everything looks perfect. Stop walking and sit at a place,” Anton said, walking over to pull me into a gentle embrace. “Besides, it’s not about perfection. It’s about celebrating you and our little one.” I sighed, leaning against him for support. “I know, I just… I want today to be special.” “And it will be.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Now, stop stressing. Zack and Jason are already here, helping with the last-minute details. Barbara, Francis, and Lucy have the food handled, and everyone else will be here soon.” I nodded, taking a deep

The world around me was upside down. The remnants of the crash echoed in my ears, and my body ached from the impact. Panic surged through me as I glanced to my right—Alina lay unconscious, her head tilted at an unnatural angle against the broken glass. Blood smeared her face, and my heart dropped.“Alina!” I shouted, but my voice came out hoarse and weak. I struggled against my seatbelt, fumbling with the clasp, desperate to reach her. The car was upside down, and every instinct screamed at me to get her out. Finally, the belt gave way, and I fell onto the ceiling of the car, my body protesting as I rolled over to her.“Please, wake up,” I pleaded, shaking her gently. “Alina, please!”She didn’t respond. Panic clawed at my throat, threatening to choke me. I grabbed her shoulders, shaking her again, but her eyes remained closed. “Alina!” I couldn’t let fear take over. I had to focus. I pulled myself out of the car, wincing as pain shot through my body. My arm felt heavy, and a sharp a

As the car rolled toward the villa, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. It felt surreal to finally be going home, to be leaving the hospital behind with my son cradled safely in my arms. Linton. Just saying his name brought a warmth to my heart that made me feel whole. Anton glanced at me, his eyes filled with that same awe I felt. “Can you believe we’re finally doing this?” he asked, his voice a gentle caress in the soft air of the car. I smiled, glancing down at our little boy, who was sleeping soundly, his tiny hands curled into little fists. “It feels like a dream,” I whispered, fighting back tears. “A beautiful, overwhelming dream.” “More like a miracle,” Anton replied, his expression softening as he looked back at the road. “I can’t wait to show him our home.” As we pulled up to the villa, I could see the lights flickering warmly from the windows, and my heart swelled with emotion. The house was filled with memories, laughter, and now, the promise of new beginnings. As we

I was in the nursery, gently rocking Linton in my arms when I heard the doorbell ring. A familiar voice followed almost immediately. “Open up! It’s me, your favorite godmother!” I smiled, knowing exactly who it was. “Come in, Natalie!” I called, adjusting Linton’s blanket. Within seconds, the door swung open, and Natalie burst in, arms full of shopping bags. “Oh my God, Alina! I went a little overboard, but how could I not? Have you seen all the baby clothes these days? So cute!” She dropped the bags on the floor with a dramatic huff, rushing over to us. “Give me my godson! I haven’t seen him in forever!” “Natalie, you were here just last week,” I laughed, gently handing Linton over to her.“Exactly! Forever ago.” She cradled him, her eyes lighting up as she cooed softly. “Hey, little man, did you miss your godmother?”Linton blinked up at her, his tiny fist waving in the air. Natalie gasped. “Did you see that? He waved at me! That was definitely a wave!”I chuckled. “That’s a str