MasukExcerpt "Lily, I never stopped thinking about you, you were always on my mind" I heard Ryan say as he stood behind me. I felt the hardness of his crotch as he pressed himself to me. I turned around and kissed him, and then we heard a knock on the door "Mommy, I'm coming in" my little daughter Isabella called out and we scampered for our clothes that was everywhere on the floor. Lily Thompson was a single mother that was abandoned by her college sweetheart when she was nineteen. She was disowned by her parents days after her parents found out that she was pregnant and she had to drop out college and fend alone for herself and her baby Years later, her baby grew up to be a young, beautiful and innocent girl, Isabella . Isabella was Lily's comfort through trying times. She was so sweet but sometimes she was a little too sweet She decided to play matchmaker with her mother to find her a husband when she saw how lonely her mother was. She would pretend to be lost when she found someone attractive on the street, she would then and ask for his help to send her home. As she said, it was the most convenient way to set me up with a kind-hearted and charming man. Well, she did have a point, right? Once again, Lily heard her daughters voice talking with some guy from the porch. She opened the door and planned to thank the man. But she almost froze when she saw him. It's HIM! The familiar face and scent immediately brought her back to the night years ago. Isabella flew into her arms and whispered to her. “Mommy, I got you a husband, for real this time!” If only she knew
Lihat lebih banyakSix Months LaterThe house smelled like cinnamon and warm vanilla, the way it always did when Isabella and Ryan baked together. I could hear them in the kitchen. Isabella scolding him for sneaking chocolate chips, Ryan pretending to deny it with the worst acting I had ever seen.I stood at the living room window, watching the early December snow fall in thin, drifting sheets. Six months. Six months since the chaos had ended. Six months since I’d finally stopped running. Six months since I’d allowed myself to breathe.“Mom!” Isabella called, her voice bright and excited. “You’re not allowed to come in yet! It’s a surprise!”I smiled. “Sweetheart, last time you said that, the surprise was a burnt pan and a smoke alarm.”“That was Theo’s fault!” she shouted.Right on cue, Theo peeked around the corner from the dining hall, eyebrows raised. “Hey. I wasn’t even home that day.”I laughed, shaking my head. “So what’s your excuse this time?”He gave a dramatic shrug. “I just work here. I don’
Lily Thompson I turned in his arms to meet his gaze. His eyes, fierce and tender all at once, were the only thing I wanted to see. “Yeah,” I whispered, letting my fingers trace the line of his jaw. “More than okay. I’m… I’m happy. Safe. I’m… home.” He smiled, that slow, crooked smile that had made my heart skip a thousand times before. “Good. Because I don’t plan on letting you go anywhere ever again.” I leaned up and kissed him, softly at first, then with everything I’d been holding in for months—the fear, the longing, the relief. His hands slid under my shirt, warm and steady, and I pressed closer, letting myself melt into him. Every heartbeat we shared felt like it was ours alone, after the world had tried to tear us apart so many times. When I finally pulled back to catch my breath, I rested my forehead against his. “I… I love you,” I admitted, and for the first time, I didn’t hide it, didn’t twist it, didn’t fear it. He chuckled, low and teasing, though his grip neve
Thompson The courtroom was cold. Too cold. Dante sat across from me, his wrists in cuffs, his eyes sharp and smug even in chains. He looked nothing like the father I had once begged to love me. He looked like what he had always been — a man who saw me as property. The detective stood behind him. Theo sat beside me, his files stacked high, every page filled with the evidence that had finally dragged Ochoa into the light. Ryan stood against the wall, arms crossed, his eyes never leaving Dante . I clutched the papers in my lap — the DNA results, proof of the truth that had shattered me. The boy wasn’t just another victim. He was mine. My son. And Dante had stolen him from me. “Why?” My voice shook, but I didn’t care. “Why would you do this to me? To him?” Dante smirked. “Because I could. Because you never deserved what was given to you. Everything should have been mine. The money. The name. The power. And you—” his eyes flicked to me, cruel — “you were always weak. Easy t
Lily Thompson Hospitals had a smell I hated. Sharp, clean, too bright. I sat on the narrow bed with Isabella curled against me, her tiny fingers gripping mine even in sleep. The doctor had said she was malnourished but stable. No broken bones. No visible injuries. But her eyes… her eyes were older than they should have been. She had seen too much. I kissed her forehead, whispering, “You’re safe now, baby. Mommy’s here.” But my mind kept drifting down the hall. To him. The boy. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face. The hollow cheeks. The tired eyes. And the way he looked like Ryan. Too much like Ryan. A nurse tapped on the door. “Mrs. Thompson? The doctor wants to speak with you about the other child.” My chest tightened. I kissed Isabella’s head and eased her back against the pillow. “I’ll be right back, baby.” Theo was in the waiting area, phone pressed to his ear, speaking low and fast. He gave me a quick nod but didn’t stop talking. Ryan stood at the en






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