Masuk“I’m going nowhere.” Ashley snapped, wrapping her hands round her chest, shaking her body. “I deserve answers and recognition.” “Recognition?” Merlin repeated with disdain, his brows tightening as he stared at her like he could barely believe what he was hearing. “As who? My wife?” “As the mother of your kid!” Ashley cut in sharp, her voice ringing with a stubborn confidence that refused to bend under his tone.The living room, which had once carried warmth and familiarity, now felt suffocating, thick with tension that seemed to cling to every surface. The morning light filtering through the curtains did nothing to ease the atmosphere. If anything, it only made everything clearer, more exposed. The silence that followed Ashley’s words was not empty. It was heavy, loaded with questions, accusations, and things that no one was ready to confront directly.Last night had passed without rest for Merlin. He had stood outside the bedroom door for a long time, knocking at first, calling
“Nothing,” Merlin said with a strained kind of sincerity that didn’t quite reach his eyes as he stepped closer to Diana.His hand stretched out to hold hers, his movements careful like he was approaching something fragile that could break at the slightest touch. “I’ll never hide anything from you, my love. This… this must be some sort of mistake.” He gestured toward the woman and the little boy standing a few feet away, his voice steady on the surface but carrying a tightness beneath it that betrayed how shaken he truly was.“Some sort of mistake?” Ashley cut in sharply, her voice rising with disbelief as her calm expression finally cracked, her grip tightening around the boy’s shoulder as if anchoring him to her side. “You’re calling your son, your blood, a mistake?”“Enough, woman!” Merlin snapped, his patience snapping in an instant as his voice echoed across the room, sharp and commanding, his hand raised instinctively as though to silence her. The sudden outburst cut through th
Diana settles more comfortably into life with Merlin, and the house begins to feel like a real home rather than a temporary arrangement. What had started as something uncertain had slowly taken shape into a routine that felt warm and grounding. The mornings were no longer awkward, the evenings no longer filled with hesitation. There was a quiet rhythm between them now, one that didn’t need too many words to exist. Even the smallest things, like the way Merlin would leave her coffee just the way she liked it or how she would straighten his tie absentmindedly before he stepped out, carried a sense of belonging that neither of them questioned anymore.It felt right, almost too right, like something she had been missing for years without fully realizing it.That evening, the three of them sat around the dining table, the atmosphere calm and easy. Merlin had just finished explaining something about his day at work, though Emma clearly wasn’t paying attention, too focused on poking at h
When Diana returned home that evening, the house felt unusually quiet, the kind of silence that wasn’t peaceful but waiting. The lights in the living room were on, casting a warm glow across the space, but it did little to ease the tension that settled the moment she stepped inside. She shut the door behind her slowly, her fingers lingering on the handle for a second longer than necessary, as if she needed that brief pause to gather herself before facing whatever was ahead.Merlin was already there.He wasn’t seated, wasn’t distracted, wasn’t pretending to be occupied with anything else. He stood just a few steps away from the center of the room, his posture straight, his expression unreadable but firm. It was clear he had been waiting, not just for her arrival, but for this moment.“We need to stop pretending everything is okay,” he said immediately she walked in, his voice calm but carrying a weight that settled heavily in the room.Diana slipped off her shoes slowly, placing the
Later that evening, Diana found herself returning to a place she had not visited in a long time, a quiet spot tucked away from the noise of the city where the world seemed to slow down just enough for her to breathe. It sat on a raised stretch overlooking almost the entire skyline, a place where the lights below flickered like scattered stars, distant and detached from the chaos they belonged to. She walked toward the edge slowly, her heels making soft, measured sounds against the concrete path, her arms folded lightly as if holding herself together.She stopped at the exact spot she used to stand years ago, the familiarity of it settling into her bones almost instantly. For a brief moment, she simply stood there, staring out at the endless stretch of buildings, cars, and movement, all of it so far away from where she was. The air was cooler up there, brushing gently against her skin, carrying with it a strange calm that she hadn’t realized she needed.She closed her eyes.Not for
That afternoon, Diana arrived at the lab earlier than usual, but for once, the familiar environment did not settle her the way it normally did. The place that had always been her anchor now felt slightly off, as if something invisible had shifted overnight. She dropped her bag on the desk and stood still for a moment, staring at the glass panels that separated the workstations, her thoughts scattered and difficult to gather.She tried to push everything aside and focus on the work in front of her. There were reports to review, samples to examine, and updates to coordinate with the team. Normally, she would have slipped into that rhythm easily, losing herself in the details, but today, her concentration came in fragments. Every few minutes, her mind drifted back to the morning, to Merlin’s silence, to the look on his face when she walked away to take that call.She exhaled slowly and forced herself to sit, opening the files in front of her. “Focus,” she muttered under her breath,
Henry walked slowly into the dimly lit room, his footsteps echoing faintly against the concrete walls. The air inside carried the cold, damp smell of a place that had never seen sunlight for a long time. Behind him, Martins followed quietly, keeping a respectful distance from his boss as they ent
Henry’s steps were quick and heavy as he crossed the narrow stretch of pavement toward them. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the muscles along his face twitched with restrained fury. Before Diana could fully register his presence, his hand shot forward and wrapped firmly around her wrist, pul
The black SUV rolled slowly to a stop in front of the wide iron gates of a mansion that stood tall and silent under the evening sky. The house looked nothing like the home Lauren had once visited countless times in the past.But she barely noticed the difference.Her attention was entirely somewhe
“Just give us one more chance.”Henry’s voice cracked as he stretched the ring upward toward Diana, his arm trembling slightly from the strain of emotion rather than the posture. The diamond caught the overhead lights and shimmered faintly, a cruel reminder of promises once made with confidence an







