Mia’s POV
The shrill ring of my alarm shattered the silence of the early morning. “Oh my gosh… it's morning already,” I groaned, dragging myself out of bed. I hated waking up early, especially on cold mornings like this one. But I had no choice, my boss was a strict man with zero tolerance for tardiness. One minute late, and you'd get a lecture loud enough to echo through the entire office. With a heavy sigh, I forced myself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. The warm water from the shower helped me feel slightly more awake, washing away the sleep from my eyes and the weight from yesterday’s drama. After dressing in my work attire, I headed into the kitchen to prepare a quick breakfast. My routine was always the same, make breakfast, check on Serah, then dash out the door. Once I finished eating, I walked quietly toward Serah’s room. I pushed the door open gently and found her still fast asleep. She looked so peaceful, like a child again. Her breathing was soft and steady, her expression calm. It had been a while since I saw her this way, and the sight brought a quiet relief to my heart. I sat beside her and gently tapped her cheek. “Serah,” I called softly, brushing hair from her face. She stirred and slowly opened her eyes. “Sister… you're already leaving?” she asked, her voice husky and sleepy. “Yes, the breakfast is ready, as usual,” I replied with a small smile. “Thanks, sister. I’ll eat later. I still feel sleepy,” she mumbled, turning slightly in bed. “That’s okay. Just rest,” I said as I stood. “One more thing, I might be late getting back this evening.” She squinted at me curiously. “Where will you go?” I hesitated for a moment. “I’ll tell you when I get back,” I said vaguely. I wasn’t ready to explain that I’d be meeting Brandon. “Okay, sister. Stay safe today,” she said, her voice soft and sincere. “Same to you. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me,” I told her, then gently closed the door behind me. I glanced at the time, I was already running late. Later that evening Work was finally done, and I couldn’t help but feel the tension building in my chest as I entered the cab. Brandon had texted me the hotel location earlier, and I knew this meeting was going to stir up everything I had tried to bury. After about ten minutes, the cab pulled up in front of the hotel. I walked in with hesitant steps, and the receptionist kindly guided me to Brandon’s room. My heart was pounding the entire time. When I opened the door, there he was, standing tall with a warm smile, his eyes lighting up the moment he saw me. “Welcome, my queen. I’ve been waiting for you forever,” he said, walking toward me. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t come.” Before I could say anything, he pulled me into a tight hug. I froze for a second, then relaxed into his arms. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed him until that moment. “Brandon… that’s enough now. Let me go,” I whispered, trying to resist the feelings rushing through me. He pulled back slightly but kept his eyes locked on mine. “Haven’t you missed me, Mia?” he asked, his voice low and tender. I nodded slowly. “I have missed you, but… it’s better for us to stay away from each other,” I said, trying to remind myself of the reasons we parted. “But I can’t do that,” Brandon insisted, his tone growing intense. “I love you, Mia. I think about you all the time. I can’t pretend anymore. Please, I just want to feel you close to me again.” “Brandon…” I tried to argue, but he gently silenced me by placing a finger over my lips. “Don’t say anything. Just let me love you… just for tonight,” he said, leaning in for a kiss. His lips found mine, and all my resistance melted away. His touch made me forget the world. I stopped thinking, stopped worrying, I let the moment consume me. I knew it was wrong. My mind screamed at me to stop, but my heart betrayed me. His presence, his warmth, the passion in his eyes, it overwhelmed me. And so, I gave in. We made love. It was gentle, passionate, and everything I had longed for. For a little while, I was transported into a world where nothing else existed except the two of us. Brandon had that effect on me, he made me feel alive, special and loved. When it was over, we lay there in silence, tangled in each other’s arms. “Baby… that was wonderful,” Brandon said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Thank you for coming.” I smiled, resting my head on his chest. “It was amazing. I’ve missed you so much, baby.” “No more hiding,” he whispered. “So… when can I see you again?” I hesitated. “I don’t know, Brandon. We’ll arrange something. But… how are things with your divorce?” “Soon, baby. Very soon, we’ll be officially separated. Then, you and I won’t have to meet in secret anymore. We’ll be free.” “I want that too,” I said. “I hate the sneaking around. I just want to be able to love you freely, without fear or shame.” “I promise you, Mia. That day is coming,” he said, holding me tighter. After a few minutes, I checked the time. “It’s getting late, baby. I should go. Serah is home alone, I need to check on her. I hope she’s okay.” Brandon nodded. “Yeah… I need to get home too. But thank you for coming. I’ll never forget this night.” I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When I was done, I dressed quietly, and before leaving, I kissed him one more time. There was still so much I didn’t understand about our situation… but one thing was clear: I loved him. As I walked out of the hotel and into the night, I hoped Serah was doing okay. I had promised her I’d be there, and I intended to keep that promise. But right now, my heart was full of conflicting emotions. Love. Guilt. Longing. Hope. And a quiet prayer that maybe… just maybe… this story would have a happy ending.Serah's POV I said yes to Raphael's proposal. Finally, I would be a bride. The joy that filled my heart was indescribable. It was something I had dreamed about for so long, getting married to the man I loved deeply. And now, that dream was finally coming true. Everything in my life was finally falling into place. We immediately began making plans for the wedding. There was no time to waste, we set the date for just a month away. It felt surreal. So many things needed to be done, and we had so little time, but I didn’t care. I was excited. I was glowing. A Month Later — My Wedding Day The day was finally here, my wedding day. The day I had waited for all my life. My heart raced with happiness, nerves, and anticipation. My sister, Mia, was right by my side as I got ready. She stood nearby, watching the makeup artists work their magic on me. Her eyes sparkled with pride and joy. Each time our eyes met, she smiled so warmly, I knew she was genuinely happy for me. She had always been th
Raphael's POV After Some Weeks “Welcome home, my dear,” my mother says warmly, her eyes lighting up as she pulls me in for a gentle embrace. I smile weakly. It has been a difficult few weeks spent recovering in the hospital after the brutal attack by Brian. The blow he landed had me unconscious for days and left me with deep bruises and a fractured rib. But thanks to Serah, who never left my side, not even for a moment, I had found the strength to heal. “Thank you, mother,” I respond softly. Serah stands right beside me, her fingers intertwined with mine. Her presence has been my comfort and strength throughout this entire ordeal. I truly don’t know what I would have done without her. Brian, after all the chaos, was finally arrested and sentenced to twenty years in prison for attempted murder and kidnapping. Deep down, a small part of me feels sorry for him. He acted out of desperation and pain, pain for a son he once denied. It’s tragic, really. Now, he won’t even get to see his
Serah’s POV We finally reach Brian’s house. My heart pounds as I press the doorbell. The lights were still on, which could only mean one thing, he was home. “Who is it? I’m coming,” his voice echoes from inside. It takes nearly two long, agonizing minutes before he finally opens the door. His face is the same one I had grown to despise, cold, proud, and unapologetic. “What are you doing here, Serah?” he asks sharply the moment he opens the door. “I’m here for my son, Brian,” I say without hesitation, my voice trembling with anger. “I know you have him, so don’t pretend you don’t know why I’m here.” “What are you talking about? I don’t have Gael!” he scoffs. “He was with you. Don’t you remember? You never allowed me to see him! So I gave up. I decided to move on with my life.” “I don’t believe you. So let me in,” I demand, my eyes burning with fury. “I know Gael is inside that house.” “I’m sorry,” he says flatly. “But I have to ask you to leave my compound. Both you and your lov
Serah's POV I couldn’t believe how late I had gotten out of work today. My body was aching, and my mind was a mess of guilt and panic. I hadn’t even gotten the chance to call Brandon and ask him to pick up Gael from school like I usually would. Everything had been too hectic, and now I feared the consequences. It was already pushing past 6 PM when I finally clocked out. I rushed out of the office and into a cab, praying that Gael was still at school, waiting patiently like the good boy he was. He must’ve been so tired by now, school had ended nearly three hours ago. I kept staring out the cab window, every turn and stop making my chest tighten. I hoped and prayed that he was okay. That he wasn’t scared or crying somewhere alone. When I finally arrived at Gael’s school, the place was deserted. The compound was eerily quiet, not a single child in sight, not even a teacher or cleaner. My heart skipped a beat. My throat tightened. Panic began to take root in my chest. I didn’t see Gael
Brian's POV.It has been a month full of agony for me. This is because I could not see my son. I felt so lonely. I miss him so much, and I must soon see him. I have been busy with work that I was unable to get much time to go and see him. And this frustrated me so much. I wonder when I will make bond with my son. He must know me before he grows up. I must spend time with him while he is still a child because I don't want to miss the childhood memories of him.* * * * * * * *Today seems to be my lucky day because I finally get the time I have been wanting so badly. I was not going to work today because I was given a day off.I am so happy, and I decide to drop at Serah's town so that I can check on Gael. I know by now he was at school. Thanks to my sources, I get to know which school he studies in. So I will wait for him until he gets out of school. I will be the first person to pick him up today. And I will think of what I will do with him. I think I will run away with him. If Sera
Serah's POV.Brian's presence makes me so angry and shaken. I know he will keep his promise of taking Gael away from me. I don't know what I will do if that happens. I will be so heartbroken.“That will not happen, my love. We will protect Gael. Brian will never succeed in taking Gael from us.” Raphael says.His presence always makes me so confident. “Please don't ever leave me, my love. I will die for sure.” I say to Raphael.“My love. Please stop saying that. I am not going anywhere. Please dry your tears. There is a party going on inside. Let's pretend that this never happened.” Raphael says as he wipes away my tears. He was truly heaven sent.* * * * * * * * * *After a month.“My love, the breakfast is getting cold. What, are you not coming out of the room?"I say while placing the plates on the table. In this one month, my family has been the happiest. We spent most of the time in the house just having fun. I now feel so complete and happy. My son Gael has completely recovere