LOGINChapter 155Blake’s POVDamn… I thought, looking at Arya in awe. She was like a mother bear protecting her cubs ferociously, and the principal didn't stand a chance against her. “…I refuse to let my children go through the trauma of being judged without hearing their side of the story.” Something about the way she said this made me feel a hint of guilt, but I pushed it down because this wasn't the time to think about our messed up relationship.Her words hung in the air, and he could see that she was completely serious. He sighed in defeat before picking up the landline on his table and whispering into it. The door opened a few minutes later, and Casey walked in first, followed by Arya's twins and a woman who I recognised as their teacher, Miss Isabelle.My chest tightened immediately when I saw my son. He looked… smaller. Not physically, but in the way he carried himself with his shoulders slightly hunched like he was trying to make himself less visible.Arya's twins, Gabriel and G
Chapter 154Arya’s POV“I need you to not panic, but I just received a call from the kids' school.” Milo said as he walked into my office, shutting the door behind him.The moment his words registered in my head, I looked up from my tablet that was resting on my arm, the numbers and projections from the marketing team that had been laid out in neat, predictable lines that are now feeling irrelevant.My fingers froze against the screen and my heart started beating faster in my chest as panic surged through me.“What did they want? Are the kids okay?” I asked in a rushed tone.“They want you to come in immediately.”“Why?” I asked, already getting up from my seat and walking towards the door. My mind was already trying to figure out what had happened and preparing for the worst.“They didn’t say why, but it sounded urgent. I've called the driver.”I gave Milo a small smile as I walked out of the office. I hurried out the building, relieved to see that the driver was already waiting for
Chapter 153Blake’s POVIt was rush hour and the road was extremely busy, which I was grateful for because I had no time to dwell on my thoughts. I simply focused on driving, because even after all these years I still felt a little PTSD whenever I was driving. Things weren't adding up, and although I had known this for a while now, I simply chose to turn a blind eye to it. But now Arya was back, and she was turning my world upside down.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, exhaling slowly like that could clear out the fog in my head. It didn't do anything, my mind was still filled with thoughts I would rather not be thinking about.My phone rang then, the sharp sound cutting through the silence of the car and jarring enough to pull me out of the spiral of thoughts.I glanced at the screen on the car, groaned when I saw it was my dad calling. “Hello?” I said after picking up.“Blake.” My father’s voice came through immediately, edged with impatience and something close to indignatio
Chapter 152Blake’s POVI stood outside Casey's room, trying to brace myself before going in. Casey had always been a weak child ever since he was born, and even after everything the doctors had done, he was never fully energetic like other kids. And after getting caught in the rain, his health had gotten even worse.And I absolutely detested seeing my son so ill. It made me feel weak and helpless, like there was nothing I could do, no matter how I wished there was.I paused just outside the door for a second, my hand resting against the doorframe before finally stepping inside.He lay on the bed, small against the white sheets, his arm stretched out carefully to accommodate the IV line that fed into him with a quiet, rhythmic drip.I stood watching him, my hands clenched in a fist. No matter how many times I saw this, it never quite became normal.“Hey, Casey.” My voice came out soft, not wanting to startle him.Casey turned his head slowly, his face lighting up just a little when h
Chapter 151Arya’s POVThe world kept on spinning but I was rooted to a spot as I watched Jeremy, his eyes still fixated on my face.I looked at him, truly looked at him, at his face that was losing some of its baby fat, he was eight already, no longer a toddler, and he was now a boy who had begun to form his own understanding of the world. The little boy I had once known… no, not just known, I had loved him as my own son… he had grown so much, but he still remembers me? He still sees me as his mom?He looked at me with wide trusting eyes like he used to back then, and I felt something in my heart splitting apart. Before I could realise what he was doing, he moved forward without hesitation, throwing himself into my arms, wrapping his arms around me. The force of his hug startled me, but I recovered fast and wrapped my arms around him instinctively as he clung to me.“Mom,” he said again, his voice muffled against me. “You're back!! Did you leave because of Cassidy?” he asked, pullin
Chapter 150Arya’s POVIt was Saturday, and I was no longer Arya Anderson, the world renowned engineer. I was now Arya, Gabriel and Gabriella's mother.My heart felt warm as I watched them scream and run around, playing with other children in the garden of the family hosting the birthday. Children’s laughter rang through the air while colorful balloons swayed lazily on neatly arranged tables, and there was a large trampoline at the center of the garden with children jumping up and down.I stood in a corner, taking it all in and relishing the fact that my children could have a normal childhood, free from worries unlike me.“Arya!” The voice broke through my thoughts, and I turned to see Mrs. Leonard walking towards me with a smile.“You made it,” she said warmly, reaching for my hands in greeting.“Of course,” I replied, offering a soft smile. “I wouldn’t miss it, and the children are having so much fun as well.”Her gaze swept over me briefly, and her smile widened even more.“You lo
Chapter 49Arya’s POV“This isn't working,” I thought to myself as I stared at the iPad I was working on. I had been staring at the same curve on my screen for nearly ten minutes, but my mind stubbornly refused to settle even though my hands continued to work out of habit. The car design in front
Chapter 48Blake’s POVIt's ironic really, the last person I thought I would be asking for help, and this was the second time in as many months I was reaching out.Arya’s face refused to leave my mind all day, not the composed version she showed the world, but the way she stood her ground even when
Chapter 47 Arya’s POV I was already used to the stares and whispers that followed me whenever I got to the workshop, so I wasn't even surprised anymore when it happened. For the first few days they had cut deeply, but now they were just… noise. Ugly, persistent noise that I had neither the en
Chapter 46Blake’s POVI don't like losing control. My ability to think three steps ahead, to anticipate consequences before they unfolded, to keep my emotions neatly leashed no matter how volatile the situation became, was the one thing I prided myself on.But tonight my control over my emotions w







