Masuk(Aquarium)Emily and Sean arrived at the aquarium just after the afternoon rush had thinned out. Cool blue light washed over them the moment they stepped inside, and the soft murmur of water filled the space.Sean glanced down at her, the corner of his mouth lifting. “You look like a kid who just walked into a candy store,” he said, voice warm and lightly teasing.Emily turned to him, eyes already bright with excitement. “I am a kid who just walked into a candy store,” she replied quickly, almost bouncing on her feet. “Look at this place.”He chuckled softly and slipped his hand into hers. “Come on, then,” he said, giving her hand a gentle tug. “Let’s go see the fish before you start bouncing.”They moved slowly past the first tanks. Emily pressed closer to the glass whenever something colourful swam by.“Look at that one,” she said, tapping the glass lightly with one finger, her voice full of wonder. “It’s so pretty. Like it’s wearing a dress.”Sean leaned in beside her, eyebrows ra
“There’s a boy in my class.” Liam started talking. Knox frowned slightly. “Alright. What’s his name?”“Daniel.” Liam rubbed the little car between his palms. “He always takes my things.”Kendra’s expression changed. “What things, sweetheart?” she asked gently, moving closer so he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.“My pencils and sometimes my lunch. He doesn’t let me play with the other children either.”Knox straightened. “How long has this been happening?”Liam shrugged. “Sometimes.”“Sometimes?” Knox repeated, trying to keep his voice calm. “Has he done anything else to you?”Liam nodded slowly. “He pushes me too.”Kendra immediately put the toy aside. “He pushes you?” she asked, voice filled with concern. “Has he hurt you, baby?”Liam nodded again. “Yesterday, he pushed me when I wanted to play football. I fell down, and everybody laughed.”Knox’s jaw tightened. He glanced at Kendra before looking back at his son.“Why didn’t you tell me about this?”Liam shrugged, little shoulders ris
(Liam’s Bedroom)Liam was sitting on his bed when Knox finally walked in. He had changed out of his school uniform into soft shorts and a blue T-shirt. His school bag rested beside the wardrobe, and his favourite toy car was clutched in both hands.The second he saw his father, he jumped off the bed.“Daddy!”Knox laughed and bent down to catch him.“Hey, my little man,” he said warmly, lifting him up. “Are you ready for your surprise?”Liam nodded hard, eyes shining. “Yes! Where is it?”“Not so fast.” Knox chuckled as he carried him toward the bed. “Before I show you anything, there’s someone I want you to talk to.”Liam looked around the room. “Who?”Knox glanced toward the doorway. Kendra stepped inside, smiling at the little boy.“Hello, sweetheart,” she said softly.Liam’s face lit up immediately. “Aunt Kendra!” He stretched his arms toward her. She moved closer and pulled him into a hug.“How are you, my love?” she asked, rubbing his back. “Did you have a good day at school?”“
Her voice was loud enough to make Tia glance between them.Kendra's expression became unreadable. She had expected this reaction, but hearing Mrs. Harrington say it so openly still made her uncomfortable.Tia lowered her apple slightly, trying to hide the satisfaction spreading across her face.She knew Mrs. Harrington would never support their relationship. In fact, she had been waiting for an opportunity like this.Knox, however, wasn't interested in allowing his mother to dictate his relationship. He turned towards Kendra, reached for her hand again, and held it firmly."I know exactly who she is to me," he replied.Mrs. Harrington scoffed. "Then why are you standing here holding her hand as though nothing has happened?""Because she's the only woman I love, and I don't think my heart will ever belong to anyone else, Mother."Kendra looked up at him. His words were simple, but the certainty in his voice made her heart flutter.Mrs. Harrington shook her head. "Knox, she's your...""
(Harrington Mansion)Knox pulled the car to a stop in the car park inside the Harrington mansion and switched off the engine. He glanced at Kendra, who was busy adjusting her dress, before reaching for his seat belt."Ready?" he asked.Kendra looked at him and gave a small nod, although the nervousness written across her face betrayed her answer."Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked quietly.Knox chuckled, stretching his hand towards her cheek. "We've been over this already, haven't we?""I know, but your mother...""My mother will be fine." He raised an eyebrow, pretending to be confused.Kendra rolled her eyes. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. She doesn't like me, and after everything that happened, I doubt she'll be happy to see us together."Knox leaned closer and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead."Listen to me. We're not doing anything wrong by being honest about our feelings. I don't care what anyone thinks, Kendra. I love you, and I'm not going to pretend
(Thompson Mansion)Richard sat opposite his father in the study, his attention fixed on the phone in his hand.The room was spacious, with dark wooden shelves covering one side of the wall and several expensive paintings decorating the remaining spaces. A glass of untouched whiskey sat on the table between them.Victor had been watching his son for minutes.Richard hasn't said much since he entered the room. He had simply taken his seat, brought out his phone, and remained occupied with whatever was on the screen.But Victor knew exactly what he was looking at.Kendra's photograph.He noticed it earlier, and although he hasn't commented on it, he couldn't help wondering how his son was handling everything.The revelation had affected the entire family, but Richard had probably taken it harder than anyone else.He had spent years believing Knox was his greatest rival, that his stepbrother was his enemy. Their father had constantly compared them, and Richard had grown up feeling that n
Richard's fingers tightened around the documents. His face darkened with every page he turned. The confidence that had always surrounded him was beginning to crack."Kendra. What exactly are you trying to do? Because I chose your friend and you..."Kendra folded her arms. "No, no. If you'd rather c
Richard's hand froze where it rested on Freya's waist and Freya pulled away from the kiss. Freya's face drained of color when she saw Kendra, she stood up from his laps and Richard immediately stood from his chair. "Kendra—" Kendra simply stared at both of them, the sight before her should have
Richard grabbed Kendra's wrist and pulled her into the bedroom.She stumbled forward from the force of it, catching herself before she could fall and the door slammed shut behind them."What was that out there?" Richard demanded, his voice sharp with anger. "What kind of stunt were you trying to pu
The moment Richard realized how tightly he was gripping her wrist, his expression changed. His fingers loosened immediately. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, his voice softening. "I'm sorry. I was worried. You left the mansion without telling anyone." Kendra stared at him. The concern in his eyes







