LOGINSo, mama loco is back to the pack... but do you think it is going to stay that way?
Tania:The news didn’t come gently. It never did. Instead, it struck like a blade, quick, clean, and merciless.“Regina is dead.” Father said coldly, making my eyes widen in surprise.For a moment, I couldn’t grasp the words. They simply didn’t register, didn’t settle, just floated, as if they belonged to someone else.“What?” My voice sounded hollow, distant. But he didn’t repeat his sentence, he knew that I was asking because I was confused and trying to understand what was going on.“No,” I said immediately, shaking my head. “No, that’s not… she promised that she would be back. How did she…?” I staggered back, grabbing the edge of the table behind me to keep from collapsing. “Did he kill her?”“Yes,” he said, making my chest ache as I fought to breathe.Regina. My sister. The only one who knew me, who stood with me, who chose me, every time. Gone. Just like that. And it was because he fucking killed her!A broken sound escaped my throat, raw, ugly, and real. “She stayed,” I whisper
Mia:I didn’t realize I was smiling until Brenda raised an eyebrow at me that told me that something was different.I walked into the apartment, setting my bag down like any other day, but something felt… lighter.“You look different.” She said, raising an eyebrow. “And if I didn’t know any better, I would have said that you are smiling.”I paused, glancing at her. “What?”Brenda leaned against the counter, arms crossed, eyes narrowing slightly as she studied me. “That face,” she said, pointing at me. “It’s not your usual ‘don’t talk to me unless you have a reason’ face, and you are not putting on your resting bitch face that only loosens up when you see Rosalyn.”I rolled my eyes. “I don’t have that face, and I don’t even put on a resting bitch face!”“You absolutely do.” She said, making my eyes widen in surprise.“I do not.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.She smirked. “You’re smiling, and it is a real smile.”I blinked, then frowned slightly as I playfully glared at her, r
Nathan:The office emptied slower than usual. People lingered. Talked. Pretended they weren’t watching me walk out with her, they pretended not to be talking about it in the first place, not to be talking about her spending most of the day in my office despite her desk being outside like she had requested…I ignored it, and I could tell that Mia was choosing to ignore it too.Mia stepped out beside me, already reaching for her bag, clearly planning to leave on her own. “Come on,” I said.She glanced at me. “What?”“I’m dropping you home.” I said, and she shook her head at me as if she was doing her best not to say a strict and straight on no.“You don’t have to do that, you know?”“I don’t have to do most of what I do, as far as I understood from the number of times you’ve said that sentence.” I said, making her smile. “But I can assume that you take the bus home, and I want to be the one to drop you off.”“You have a life that doesn’t necessarily revolve around me, you know? And the
Mia:The box felt heavier than it should have, and it was not because of what was inside… it was because of what it meant. The way he looked at me as he spoke, the way his eyes met mine, and how he studied my expression. I had to fight back looking away from him more times than once, and I knew that he saw it in my eyes.I stared down at the bracelet, my fingers brushing lightly over it without lifting it out. It was simple… elegant and careful. It was like he made an effort choosing it instead of just buying.And it unsettled me more than anything else, I wasn’t used to this version of him, nor was I used to anyone, aside from Brenda to actually notice such small details and even make an effort to try and understand my perspective.“You don’t have to wear it,” he said quietly.I looked up at him. “I know.”A moment passed as I kept my eyes on it before I reached into the box and picked it up.Cool metal against my fingertips.It was beautiful, and I had to fight back looking him in t
Nathan:The office felt the same, it was cold and structured, like nothing shifted and nothing fell apart.I walked in early, needing something familiar, something that didn’t question me, didn’t demand answers I didn’t have, something that answered to me instead of me trying to answer to them.“Good morning, sir.” Joana was already at her desk, posture straight, eyes alert the second I stepped in.“Morning.” I said, walking toward my office.“Your documents are already arranged in your office,” she said, and I nodded, knowing that she would be noticing how things are. “Everything you need for today is prepared. And the files of the rescheduled meetings are also in your office, boss, you might need to take a look at them to reevaluate them. Mia has organized the meetings according to importance, but I told her not to intervene as you normally prefer to be the one to do it.”I nodded once. “Are the files in my office as she organized them?”“Uh… yes.” She said, hesitating for a second,
Mia:Rosalyn didn’t fall asleep right away. She rarely did anyway. It was always story please, mom I am thirsty, then can I go to the bathroom… and another story until her actual bedtime anyway… mom tricks, no?But today was different, her mind was still full of the day, of questions, of small details she refused to let go of until she said them out loud. She was a baby, and yet, she read the room more than most could, and easily if I might add.I sat on the edge of her bed, brushing my fingers gently through her hair as she stared up at me, wide awake despite how her little body was already giving in to sleep. “Mama?”“Hmm?” I asked softly. “Tell me, little wolf?”She shifted slightly under the blanket, her voice softer now. “I like him. He was nice today when he came.”I paused, knowing that she was talking about Nathan and I smiled, putting my hand on top of hers, knowing that the bond between them wasn’t one that would technically easily break.“I figured,” I said quietly.“Is he
Nathan:The house was quiet when I walked in.And that quiet only made me tense up. Because was like the walls knew that something was about to break.I didn’t say anything as I stepped inside, my eyes already scanning for movement.“She’s in her room, sir,” one of the maids said softly. “She is a
Mia:The room felt smaller the longer I sat in it, and it felt like the walls were closing in inch by inch, pressing the air out of my lungs.I rested my hands on the table, staring at them, trying to stop the slight tremble in my fingers. I didn’t do anything. I kept repeating it in my head, but no
Mia:I didn’t sleep. I tried. God, I tried. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. Standing there. Watching me. Hearing her… mama.My chest tightened at the memory, my breath catching as I turned onto my side, staring at the faint light creeping through the curtains. Beside me, Rosalyn slept p
Mia:My heart didn’t just race. It stopped.Mama.The word echoed in my head like a gunshot, loud and impossible to ignore. I felt it in my chest, in my throat, in the way my fingers suddenly went numb around the cone I was holding. And if I was about to drop the cone before, I knew very well that







