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Chapter Thirty Seven
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A Second Chance   Chapter Thirty Eight
Caesar felt like a complete failure as he watched Amaliah sleep. It was his fault she was lying there, and the weight of guilt pressed heavily on him. He doubted he could ever forgive himself for hurting her so deeply. He had to admit, she had been right all along. He had convinced himself that he could handle her rejection, but the reality had hit him far harder than he expected. Even Anastasia's indifference, the way she treated him like he wasnât worth her time, hadnât stung as much as this. He reminded himself that Amaliah still belonged to someone elseâher late husband. Despite the man being gone, her love for him lingered, and Caesar knew he could never force her to feel the same way about him. She was carrying her husbandâs babies, a constant reminder that Caesar had no place in her heart or her future. He paced the room, his eyes never leaving her face as he anxiously waited for the doctor. The pain etched on her face when heâd first brought her in had disappeared, replaced
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Caesar applied the brakes, bringing the car to a stop in front of Amaliah's house before turning off the ignition. He stepped out when she did, quickly moving to open the back door to retrieve her bag and laptop before she had a chance. Shutting the door, he walked around the car to meet her."Thanks for the ride," she said, accepting the bags from him."I'm sorry againâĶfor everything," he replied."It's okay." She gave him a warm smile, waved, and headed up the steps to the front door."Take care of yourself," he called after her as she unlocked the door."You too," she replied. "Drive carefully.""I'm always careful," he grinned.With that, Amaliah stepped inside, shutting and locking the door behind her. She set her things on the hallway table, then cautiously walked to the window. Pulling the curtains back just a little, she watched as Caesar climbed back into his car, started it up, and drove away.Sighing, she collected her bags from the table, made her way to the living room, a
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As the car pulled up to the curb across the road, Caesar gazed up at the apartment building and sighed. The building had aged gracefully, showing signs of wear but still retaining the charm of being one of the oldest structures in New Ashfordâa city roughly an hour's drive from HavenHill Central."Pick me up in a few hours, Ashton," Caesar instructed the chauffeur, grabbing his bags from the floor and opening the door. "I'll give you a call.""Alright, sir. Enjoy your visit," Ashton replied with a nod.Caesar returned the nod with a smile, stepped out, and closed the door. As Ashton drove off, Caesar ran a hand through his hair, exhaled deeply, and crossed the street. He caught his reflection in the building's glass doors, hoping he hadnât overdone it for the party. Black jeans, a black shirt, and a brown bomber jacket paired with black shoes gave him a relaxed yet polished look. His only accessory was his fatherâs Rolex, adding a subtle touch of sophistication.He pushed open the do
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As they tidied up the apartment after the party, Sheila glanced at Amaliah with a knowing smile. "So, am I allowed to assume you've finally decided to give Caesar Masterson a chance to woo you?" she asked.Caesar had left just five minutes earlier after Sheila playfully pushed him out the door. It was late, and heâd mentioned having a breakfast meeting with his father's friends the next morning. Though heâd wanted to stay and help clean up, Sheila insisted he go, even threatening to ban him from any future birthday parties if he didnât. He finally relented, giving each of them a hug. Before he left, he reminded Amaliah of her promise to let him accompany her to her next hospital appointment.Amaliah chuckled, glancing over her shoulder. "Woo me? What are you talking about?"Sheila huffed. "Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I watched you two all night. You were practically glued to each other, talking and laughing. I think I saw you laugh more tonight than you have all year
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Amaliah stood at the lectern, double-checking her slides on her laptop one last time before starting her presentation. Nerves churned inside her, but she trusted herself enough not to let them get the best of her. Caesar had even reassured her, confident she'd do well, and she was determined not to let him down.Her heart pounded as the double doors to the conference room opened, and the board members filed in with expressions that gave nothing away. These were the same people who had watched her stumble through her previous presentationâs opening minutes, and she could almost feel their silent doubts, wondering if today would be a repeatâand if Caesar might consider giving her presentation to someone else.But she had other plans. That wasnât going to happen; she was set on making sure everyone left this room impressed. Caesar and Francine entered last, and as the doors closed behind them, she watched them take their seats before she took a steadying breath and dimmed the lights with
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Amaliah set her iced tea down, her gaze fixed on Caesar. âWas it because of you that Ms. Rodriguez called Mark to her office?â she asked.âNo,â Caesar replied firmly. âShe heard the rumors and assured me sheâd handle it herself. I had nothing to do with it.âAmaliah tilted her head thoughtfully. âHe seemed very upset when he came back. I wonder what she said to him.â she mused.âWhatever it was, it should stop him from spreading more lies about you,â Caesar said with a reassuring tone. âBut honestly, out of a thousand employees in the company, why did he choose to target you?âAmaliah shrugged, muttering under her breath, âHe thinks Iâm a snob. He doesnât like that I wonât answer his million questions about my personal life.â âHe should spend less time gossiping and more time focusing on his work,â Caesar said sharply, only to pause as his phone vibrated in his jacket pocket. He ignored it at first, unwilling to let anything interrupt the moment with Amaliah. But when the buzzing pe
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"Why have you been ignoring my calls, Caesar?" Anastasia demanded, frustration evident in her tone. "You never used to do that.""Past tense. I do it now," Caesar shot back coldly. His voice was sharp, laced with finality. "And before you ask whyâit's because you mean nothing to me anymore.""That's not true!" she retorted, her voice rising. "I'm your fiancÃĐe." Lifting her hand, she showed him the ring glinting on her finger. "Remember this? You put it on my finger on national television. The whole world knows we're engaged."Caesar raked his fingers through his hair, his jaw tightening as he struggled to hold back the anger bubbling inside him. His gaze flicked to Sarah, who sat at her desk, feigning disinterest as she worked on her computer. Taking Anastasia into his office to continue this conversation was an option, but he knew better. Sheâd likely attempt to manipulate him again."Sarah," he said, his voice strained but controlled, "can you give us some privacy? If you have work
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Willowridge Manor stood as a testament to timeless elegance, nestled amidst the rolling hills of Fairfieldâs idyllic countryside. Spanning two acres of lush, meticulously maintained land, the estate exuded a quiet grandeur that was impossible to ignore.A long cobblestone driveway, lined with ancient willow trees, led to the stately manor. The house itself was a masterpiece of colonial architecture, its whitewashed facade accented with ivy creeping up its stone columns. Large bay windows reflected the golden rays of the sun, while a pair of wrought-iron lanterns flanked the grand oak door, offering a warm, inviting glow at night.The gardens surrounding the manor were a botanical paradise. Vibrant roses in every hue imaginable spilled over trellises, their fragrance carried on the gentle breeze. Lavender bushes bordered the winding stone pathways, which meandered through clusters of hydrangeas and peonies. In the center of the garden stood a marble fountain, its cascading water a so
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A Second Chance   Epilogue
One Year LaterThe Masterson estate felt warmer now.Perhaps it was the way the sun poured through the wide windows each morning, or how laughterâsoft and steadyâhad woven itself into the home's rhythm. Maybe it was the scent of Amaliahâs favorite vanilla candle, always burning somewhere within the house. Or maybe it was simply the love that had settled in, staying for good.Caesar walked in from the garden, dirt on his hands and a faint smudge on his cheek. He had just finished helping the girls build a treehouseâa weekend project that had taken on a life of its own. He smiled as he looked around for her.He found her in the kitchen, standing by the sink, her hair pulled up messily, holding a pregnancy test in her hands.She looked up when she heard him. Her eyes shimmered with something softâsomething he knew well.âWhatâs that?â he asked, stepping closer and brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.She handed him the test, her hands trembling slightly.He stared down at it.Two l
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Seven
The night was beginning to settle, its final notes lingering in the air. Guests lined the garden path, sparklers in hand, their laughter and cheers rising with every shimmering flicker of light.Amaliah had changed into a soft satin dress that caught the moonlight with every step, her hair now pinned loosely, her heels exchanged for something easier, more comfortable. Caesarâs tie hung undone around his neck, his jacket tossed over one shoulder. But his smileâhis smile was unwavering.Hand in hand, they moved through a glowing tunnel of celebration. Their daughters darted ahead, waving sparklers like comets through the night. Friends clapped, family cheered, and somewhere in the flurry of joy, someone called out, "Happily ever after starts now!"At the end of the path, a vintage cream-colored convertible awaited them, adorned with delicate white flowers and a hand-painted sign that simply said: Just Married.Caesar opened the door and helped Amaliah into the passenger seat before slid
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Six
âDearly beloved,â began Amaliahâs father, the officiant, his voice warm and full of grace. âWe are gathered here today to witness and celebrate one of lifeâs most cherished momentsâthe union of two souls in marriage. This is more than a ceremony; it is a promise. A vow of love, trust, and choosing one anotherâevery day, for the rest of their lives.âHe turned his gaze to Caesar and Amaliah, a soft smile on his face. âCaesar and Amaliah, your story is one of resilience. Of finding light in darkness. Of healing side by side. Today marks the beginning of a new chapterânot as two, but as one.âWith a gentle nod, he said, âCaesar, you may now share your vows.âCaesar turned to Amaliah, taking her hands into his. The garden courtyard seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them suspended in the moment.âAmaliahâĶ from the moment I met you, I saw light in a world that had long been shadowed. You werenât mine to love then, but my heart chose you anyway.I watched you give your love even
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Five
Five months laterThe garden courtyard behind the church had been transformed into a dream suspended in early spring. Wisteria vines curled lazily around the old stone arches, and fresh blossoms peeked out from the hedges as if drawn to the soft notes of the piano drifting through the air. Above, strings of fairy lights hung like stars waiting for dusk, and the scent of roses lingered with every breeze.At the entrance to the garden, a welcome table had been set â rustic wood topped with vintage frames holding photographs of Amaliah and Caesar through the years. A hand-painted sign rested beside them, reading âWelcome to the beginning of forever,â in soft cursive. A nearby chair had been decorated with florals â a quiet tribute to someone dear, watching from heaven.Rows of wooden chairs, draped in ivory fabric and tied with sage ribbons, faced a grand floral arch that stood proudly at the far end of the courtyard. It was built from natural wood and wrapped in cascading arrangements
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Four
The night bloomed like a dreamâsoft music floated in the air, and laughter danced through the garden blending with the soft music in the background. The long table was adorned with Caesarâs favorite dishes: grilled lamb skewers, fragrant saffron rice, creamy sweet corn soufflÃĐ, and decadent chocolate mousse waiting for dessert to end the evening. The girls played freely on the lawn, their giggles mixing with the sound of glasses clinking, while the adults relaxed beneath strings of glowing fairy lights.But Caesarâs mind wasnât on the food, or the lights, or the laughter. His eyes kept drifting to her.âI actually have a surprise too,â he said suddenly, turning to Amaliah.Amaliah turned toward him, curiosity lighting up her features. âYou do?âHe nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. âYes.ââWhat is it?â she asked, scanning the garden for a hint.As the music slowed and the stars shimmered brighter overhead, Caesar stood up. The chatter faded. Gently, he took Amaliahâs hand, pr
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Three
The courtroom was quiet, too quiet. It wasnât the silence of peaceâit was the silence of something long-awaited. Heavy. Sharp-edged.Rafael Rivers stood at the defendantâs table, clad in a neatly pressed gray suit that hung a little looser than it used to. Heâd lost weight. His face, once charming and confident, had hardened into something unrecognizable.Beside him, his attorney murmured something low under his breath, but Rafael didnât respond. His eyes were fixed straight aheadâon the bench, on Judge Danetta Myles, the woman who held his fate in her hands.She shuffled a few papers, adjusted her glasses, and looked up with that same piercing calm sheâd maintained throughout the trial. âThis court is now in session.âThe murmur in the gallery faded instantly. Cameras werenât allowed, but that didnât stop the press from flooding the hallways outside. The name Rafael Rivers had gone from business columns to crime headlines. Today, that name would be sealed in court recordsâattached to
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy Two
It was late afternoon when the door to Amaliahâs hospital room creaked open once more. Caesar turned from his chair beside her bed, where heâd been quietly watching her and the twins sleep. Standing in the doorway was his mother, Charlotte Masterson, her eyes already misty before she even stepped inside.âOh, my stars,â she whispered, placing a gloved hand over her chest. âAre those my grandsons?âAmaliah stirred at the sound of her voice, smiling sleepily. âHi, Charlotte.âAfter the heartfelt conversation Caesar had with his mother not long ago, heâd introduced her to Amaliah. Surprisingly, the two women had clicked instantlyâa connection that filled Caesar with joy. Since then, Amaliah, Carlotta, and Charlotte had become regulars on long three-way phone calls, their bond growing stronger by the day.Charlotte stepped forward, making no attempt to hide the tears now slipping freely down her cheeks. âYou twoâĶ youâve done something extraordinary.âThe twins lay nestled in their bassin
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy One
Two weeks after the baby shower and just days before Rafaelâs second trial, Caesar pulled into the circular driveway of his house and turned off the engine.âWeâre here,â he said, glancing at Amaliah with a soft smile.She gave him a curious look. âOkayâĶ but why the secrecy?ââYouâll see. Come on.âHe helped her out of the car and led her inside, one hand gently supporting the small of her back. They walked through the quiet halls and up the grand staircase.âCaesarâĶâ she started, but he just shook his head with a teasing grin.âNo peeking,â he said, stopping in front of a closed white door. He turned the handle slowly and pushed it open.Amaliahâs breath caught in her throat.The room was bathed in soft, natural light from the large windows. The walls were painted a calming shade of sky blue with tiny golden stars scattered across the ceiling. Two white cribs stood side by side against one wall, each draped with a sheer canopy. Above them, wooden name signs read Noah and Nathaniel.
A Second Chance   Chapter Seventy
A few weeks later At Caesarâs gentle insistence, Amaliah began her maternity leave. Sheâd tied up the final details of her project, sent the report to his office, and quietly stepped away from work â a pause she hadn't realized she needed until now. As always, the temporary driver Caesar had arranged was waiting to take her home, punctual and discreet, a small part of the care he wrapped around her like a second skin.Today felt different â brighter, softer, like something beautiful was waiting just around the corner. Sheila had planned a surprise baby shower for her, carefully stitching joy and love into every detail. What Sheila didnât know was that Amaliah had already found outâĶ and she was quietly, deeply moved.Her hand rested on the swell of her belly, feeling the gentle rhythm of the two little lives growing inside her. They were her miracles â unexpected, overwhelming, and loved more than words could hold. And CaesarâĶ he had been there through every moment, steady and unwav
