Mag-log inELENA MORETTI'S POVThe warm hand around mine made me stop.I turned sharply, tears already blurring my vision. "Liam..." He didn't ask questions. He had already seen the panic written all over my face."I'm coming with you.""Liam, the client….""Mama can handle it."He looked toward Mama without hesitation. "Mama.""Yes, sir.""You'll handle the meeting."Mama nodded immediately, clutching the files tighter. "I'll do my best." Liam turned back to me. "Come on." His fingers tightened gently around mine as he led me toward the car. "I'll drive."I could barely think. My chest felt tight. Every second felt too slow. The moment we got into the car and Liam started the engine, I stared blankly through the windshield while my fingers trembled uncontrollably. Without saying anything, Liam reached over. His free hand found mine and squeezed it."He'll be okay."I bit my lip. "He always says that too... that he'll be okay."Liam looked ahead. "And he will."I nodded. But my mind had already
ALEXANDER'S POVJust as the boy was about to answer my question. "Adrian." A female voice called from behind. The little boy turned immediately. "Mama."I followed his gaze. A chubby woman in her forties walked toward him, a few documents tucked beneath her arm. She stopped in front of him and said something in a low voice I couldn't quite make out. Adrian simply nodded. She reached for his school bag before gently taking his hand.Just before they turned to leave, Adrian suddenly looked back at me. He lifted his free hand and waved. "Goodbye, Mr. Blackwood." A faint smile tugged at my lips. "Goodbye, Adrian." The woman offered me a polite nod before leading him toward the parking lot. I watched them until they disappeared from sight."She raised a wonderful son," I murmured.Greg walked up beside me. "Sir. We should head back… you still have the meeting this afternoon." I gave one last glance toward the school gate before turning away.As we walked toward the car, Greg cleared hi
ADRIAN POVI was already dressed before Mum came into my room. She leaned against the door, smiling the way she always did whenever she looked at me."Good morning.""Morning, Mum."She walked over and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You got dressed all by yourself?""I've been doing that for years."She laughed softly before reaching over to straighten my collar. "There.""Mum..." I groaned."What?""I'm not a kid.""You are my kid."I stared at her. She stared back. "...Fine." She grinned triumphantly. "I knew you'd understand." I rolled my eyes dramatically, making her laugh even harder.For a second I simply watched her. She smiled a lot these days.. genuine smiles. But sometimes, when she thought nobody was looking, her eyes became lonely. At school, other kids always talked about their fathers. Mine never came up. Not because I didn't notice. Because I noticed too much. Whatever happened before I was born, it hurt her. So I never asked. She was enough."I love you, Mum."Her ha
ELENA POVMy eyes remained fixed on the monitor.Vanessa. After six years, she looked almost the same. My gaze drifted lower. Her stomac… round, heavy. She was heavily pregnant. A strange ache settled in my chest before I could stop it.So they really made it.A small, bitter smile tugged at my lips. She must be Mrs. Blackwood now. They must be happy. Maybe this was always how it was supposed to end. After all, Grace had been his first love, Vanessa had always been the one he trusted, and I… I was only the woman who happened to carry his child.No.I closed my eyes briefly, forcing the thoughts away. That wasn't my life anymore. Alexander Blackwood belonged to my past, and I had promised myself six years ago that I would never live there again."Mama.""Yes, ma'am?""Tell Mrs. Vanessa I'm unavailable."Mama blinked."And don't schedule any meeting with her.""But, ma..."I slowly lifted my eyes. She immediately fell silent. I rarely lost my temper, but everyone in this company knew on
ELENA MORETTI'S POV Another day. The thought crossed my mind as I drove through the gates of Moretti Fashion House.The sleek glass building stood proudly against the morning sky, its silver logo reflecting the sunlight. Six years ago, if someone had told me this would become my world, I would have laughed.I had dropped Adrian off at school barely thirty minutes ago. After kissing my cheek dramatically and reminding me not to be late because he wanted pasta for dinner, he had marched into school with his little backpack hanging over one shoulder like he owned the place. That boy. A smile tugged at my lips.I parked and stepped out. The moment I entered the building, greetings echoed through the lobby. "Good morning, Ms. Moretti." "Morning, ma'am." "Good morning." I smiled politely as I walked past. "Morning, everyone." The atmosphere here always felt differen.. peaceful, comfortable, home.As I made my way toward the elevator, hushed whispers floated behind me. "She's so beaut
GREG'S POV"Get this shit off my face."Mr. Blackwood's voice exploded across the office. The young woman from the audit department flinched so violently that the stack of files in her hands nearly hit the floor. "I... I'm sorry, sir..." She hurried out with tears already streaming down her face.I pinched the bridge of my nose. Another one. That made three employees reduced to tears before noon.Six years. Six whole years, and the man only seemed to get worse. People used to call Alexander Blackwood cold. They had no idea. Cold men eventually thawed. Mr. Blackwood had frozen solid, ever since Mrs. Blackwood disappeared without leaving a single trace.I adjusted the documents in my hands and knocked once. "Come in." His voice was flat, carrying no emotion whatsoever. I pushed the door open. He didn't look up. His eyes stayed fixed on the contract spread across his desk, sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms, jaw tense, pen moving across the paper with sharp precision.I cleared my
SELENA POV I stood frozen. Tears poured down my cheeks, my body shaking violently. I wanted to go there, to tear them apart with my bare hands, to scream until my lungs gave out, but I couldn’t move. My husband… fucking my best friend. My best friend… I could barely breathe. I turned to leave,
SELENA POV“Congratulations, Mrs. Hale. You’re two weeks pregnant.”The doctor’s voice stretched forward with a smile, hands reaching out as if expecting joy. But my body refused to follow. My temple throbbed, sweat prickling against my skin. My hands trembled, my legs vibrating under me. No. No,
SELENA'S POV "Do I know you from somewhere?" My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. For one terrifying second, I thought I had been caught, that he had remembered, that he would suddenly recognize the woman who had shared a night with him and disappeared without a word. I forced my face to rema
SELENA'S POV "Let's go." Kelvin didn't wait for my response before turning away, but I didn't bother replying either. Something inside me had already gone quiet, A quietness that comes after the last thread finally snaps. I knew it was over. Completely. The desperate wife of Mr. Hale was gone. I







