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Chapter 28 The Separation
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No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 41 Morning Regrets????
Marco’s POVThe house was quiet as I unlocked the front door and stepped inside. The clock on the microwave read 4:30 a.m. I let out a slow breath, rubbing a hand down my face. My body still hummed from what had happened with Isla, but my stomach was tight with guilt.I didn't even know how it had escalated like that. One minute, we were talking, and the next...I swallowed hard and forced the thought away.As I moved through the living room, my eyes landed on Sade. She was curled up on the couch, her chest slowly rising and falling, our baby girl sprawled across her, both of them knocked out. A tiny snore escaped from Sade’s lips, and a softer one followed from the baby.For a second, everything inside me twisted.This was my family. My home.And I had just betrayed them.I exhaled slowly, tiptoeing past them toward the stairs. My legs felt heavy, my body sluggish, but my mind raced. Maybe if I could just crawl into bed and sleep, this weight sitting on my chest would lessen.I reach
No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 40 Ultimate Betrayal
Isla’s POVThe living room was dimly lit, the only glow coming from the lamp in the corner and the faint city lights seeping through the blinds. The air between us felt heavy charged with something I wasn’t sure either of us could control.Marco stood a few steps away, hands shoved into his pockets, his jaw tight like he was fighting a battle within himself. I wasn’t any better. My heart pounded so hard I swore he could hear it, and I couldn’t seem to look away from him.We shouldn’t be doing this.“We should stop,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.Marco’s lips twitched, but it wasn’t amusement. It was frustration. “Then tell me to go, and you can call an Uber to take you to your in-laws' house to pick up your kids. ”I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.Instead of answering, I found myself taking a small step forward. Marco didn’t move away. His eyes darkened, his breathing deepening as I closed the space between us.The moment our bodies brushed, a slow exhale left h
No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 39 Line Stepper
Anonymous POV The lively hum of Jake’s Bar buzzed in the background as Sadé’s phone vibrated on the table. She glanced at the screen, Mom.“Hey, Ma,” she answered, but the urgency in Melody’s voice cut through her like ice.“Sadé, baby, I need you to come home,” Melody said, panic lacing her tone. “One of the twins is running a slight fever and keeps tugging at her ear. I think it’s an ear infection.”Sadé immediately straightened. “Okay, I’ll be right there.”Shane, who had been standing nearby, overheard and glanced over. “Everything okay?”“Not really,” Sadé admitted, grabbing her purse. “One of the twins isn’t feeling well. I need to get home.”Shane nodded, already reaching for his keys. “Come on, I’ll drive you. I have an early flight to New York anyway.”He turned to Isla, who was still deep in conversation with Tamara and Star. “Babe, I gotta head out,” he told Isla, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “You staying a little longer?”“Yeah, I’ll catch a ride with Marco,” Isla r
No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 38 Halloween Night Fright
Anonymous POV It had been an incredible night so far. The trick-or-treating was a blast, with everyone enjoying the cozy, familiar feel of their close-knit neighborhood. The kids were running around with bags full of candy, their laughter filling the air as the adults chatted, reminisced, and shared stories. But now, the group had gathered at Rickabini’s, the neighborhood’s favorite Italian spot, to continue the celebration—this time, honoring the memory of Travis.The group was seated at a large round table in the back of the restaurant, plates of lasagna, fried steaks, and garlic bread laid out before them. The energy was light, despite the sadness in the air. It was a mix of bittersweet nostalgia and joy, with the people who loved Travis coming together to celebrate his life.At the table were Tamara and her husband, Jackson. Tamara was dressed as Madea, and her husband, Jackson, was wearing the signature attire of Professor Klump. They sat close, laughing and reminiscing with the
No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 37 New Boss
Sade’s POVHalloween in Chicago always had a certain magic to it, the crisp air, the leaves crunching underfoot, and the excitement buzzing in the city. But today, the excitement wasn’t just about trick or treating or the plans for later that night.Today, Adamo Rossi was walking into the lab.Sade was at her workstation, finalizing details for the clinical trial, when she heard the sudden shift in the office’s energy. The quiet hum of work had been replaced with hushed whispers, stolen glances, and subtle gasps.Then she heard it.A voice, deep, smooth, and laced with an intoxicating Italian accent.Oh boy.She glanced up just as Adamo Rossi stepped into the lab, and she had to admit—this man was something else.Tall. A jawline sculpted by the gods. Dark, perfectly styled hair. A tailored suit that fit like a second skin.And his presence? Commanding. Effortless.She didn’t even have to turn her head to know Cheryl was internally combusting beside her.“Girl…” Cheryl whispered, gripp
No More Regrets BOOK 1 of the Redemption Series Chapter 36 Final Goodbyes
Anonymous POV The air inside St. Sabina Catholic Church was thick with sorrow. The stained glass windows cast colorful rays onto the pews, but no light could soften the grief that hung over the congregation. The funeral service for Travis Matthew Santiago was a devastating affair.Sade sat in the front row, her body trembling as she clutched a tissue in one hand and Marco’s hand in the other. Her sobs were uncontrollable, her shoulders shaking as she buried her face into her husband's chest. Their four children sat beside them, confused and quiet, sensing the weight of the moment even if they didn’t fully understand it.Marco… he was beside himself. His usual calm and collected demeanor had shattered, and he sat hunched forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tightly together. His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw clenched, but every so often, he wiped at his face, unable to stop the tears from falling.Isla and Shane sat nearby, their hands intertwined, their faces streaked with tear
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