I tucked Mia into the passenger's seat before rounding the car to settle behind the wheel. I spared her a glance, my heart fluttering with warmth at the sight of her eating her ice cream. She looked happy, completely unaware of her mother's inner turmoil.I expelled a deep breath, my gaze still lingering on her. I had been so worried earlier when I found out Dave had taken her. I couldn't let such a thing repeat itself. I needed to tell Mia the truth about the situation with Dave. I doubted she'd fully understand my plight, but I just had to try and convince her."Mia?""Yes, Mama," her tiny voice sailed into my ears as she turned to face me.Reaching forward to tuck strands of hair behind her ear, a small smile crossed my face. Yet, I felt skeptical inwardly. I didn't know how to even start; she looked so happy, and I knew it was because of her hangout with Dave. He was her favorite person after Sebastian, and now I was about to ruin their bond because of what had happened between us
KRISTINE'S POV"Found her yet?" Miss Wright's voice pulled me from my trance. I twisted my head to face her and nodded curtly."Yeah, she's with Dave."Her face was etched with a mix of relief and remorse. "Thank goodness, I was scared for a moment..." She paused, noticing I wasn't sharing the same feeling. My expression was deadpan, and I was lost in contemplation. But once again, she broke into my thoughts as she asked with concern, "I'm sorry, but should I alert someone? The school board? The cops? Or even Mia's father..."I flinched at her last suggestion. She must have noticed my reaction as she furrowed her brows in worry. "No," I said resolutely. "No, no need to alert anyone. I know where she is, and Dave won't harm her. I was just upset he'd taken her without my consent.""Are you sure?" she asked skeptically, and I nodded reassuringly."Yeah, I'll take care of it." A notification chimed on my phone, and I glanced to check—Dave had just sent me the address. They were at the p
KRISTINE's POVThe piercing ring of my phone pulled me from my focus on the computer. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Miss Wright's name flashing on the screen.I pushed aside my documents on the desk as the door to my office swung open. I didn't have time to check who it was as I finalized the work I had been doing on the computer. Fuck, I didn't realize how much time had passed. I finally finished with the computer and logged out, glancing up at the lady who had just walked in."I'm heading out now to pick Mia up," I said to my assistant, who had just dropped by my office with a case file. She stared between me and the file in her hand with parted lips, and I reassured her immediately. "I'll check the paperwork once I return. Is that okay?"She nodded in understanding. "Sure, ma'am. I'll leave it here," she said, placing the file on my desk. I nodded at her affirmatively before rising to my feet. I was already late, and I knew Mia would be worried sick by now. It was twelve minute
DAVE's POVI was seated behind the mahogany desk in my office, a pile of workload on my desk, awaiting my attention. But my focus was divided: I was staring at the computer before me, but the text on the screen didn't seem to make sense to me as I was lost in thought.My fingers tapped lightly on the armrest as I glanced at the clock occasionally. It was a few minutes after 1:30 PM. I felt anxious, probably dwindling away with anticipation. I had somewhere I needed to be the moment the clock struck 1:50 PM.I took a deep breath and relaxed into the swivel seat, trying to distract myself and prepare myself for what I was about to do. I couldn't help but wonder what her reaction would be when she found out later. I knew she would be livid; however, I was doing this to salvage our relationship. I couldn't give up on her yet.The door to my office pushed open after a rap on the door, pulling me from my thoughts. I darted my gaze to the entrance, instinctively aware of who was entering.He
DAVE's POV "...For good." Her tone was firm when she said those words, causing my blood to boil over. Frustration and anger blended with my emotions as I locked eyes with her. However, I controlled my impulses; I refused to snap. I couldn't let her see that side of me. No, it wouldn't happen.Not when I needed her support now more than ever. Not when I was trying desperately to win her back. I couldn't let her see that part of me I had buried long ago—the side of me that my ex had seen before she left me, too. It had taken my all to keep it buried. I've been good all these years; the facade I put on daily was perfect. I couldn't fumble now— not even when my fury was starting to create a cloud above me.Our gazes remained locked, Kristine's demeanor unyielding. If anything, her face was etched with resentment. How did things escalate this quickly? One minute she was staring at me like I was the best man she'd encountered all her life, and the next, she was glaring daggers at me like I
KRISTINE's POV "Who's that?" Amelia interrupted my thoughts, reminding me that I was still on the phone with her.Still standing my ground, my eyes narrowed at the individual at my door, whose back was still turned to me. "I'll call you back, Amelia. I think I have a guest," I said quietly."What guest?" she inquired in the same tone, but I ignored her, hanging up the call.As if on cue, when I lifted my head, my eyes locked with a pair of emerald orbs... How could I omit adding the emotions I noticed in them—a pair of remorseful emerald orbs?"Kristine," his velvety voice was soft and gentle, like the way he used to call me before—except no chills ran down my spine this time like they used to."What are you doing here, Dave?" My expression was deadpan as I assessed him with indifference.He shrugged, his face etched with remorse and something close to regret. "I'm sorry."I cocked an eyebrow at him, unable to comprehend the suddenness of his apology. It was unexpected. When I spott