As the words left my mouth, time seemed to stop for a moment. Lance didnโt move nor blink. He just had his eyes locked onto mine, and I saw them filled with emotions I couldnโt name. Was it anger? Or shock? Or maybe disbelief?I didnโt really know. His lips parted slightly, and a small, shaky breath escaped. โWhat?โโ So you will donate. And I own you one and nothing more.โHis lips trembled like he wanted to say something, like he wanted to yell or ask questions. But no words came out of his mouth. Was he too shocked or maybe he was holding them back?I looked away because I couldnโt take it anymore.Lance didnโt say another word to me. He just turned to the doctor. โWhere do I donate?โ His actions surprised me as I expected him to explode or to question me about how it is possible as he even had a DNA done or even get angry that I had kept this from him. But I was a little surprised as I had imagined this moment so many times but in every version, Lance never reacted like this.Wa
~~~LANCE'S POV~~~I stood from my seat and gently pulled the bedsheet up, tucking it around Bellaโs small frame. She looked so small on the hospital bed with a thick bandage wrapped around her head.I should have been more careful. If I had been, she wouldnโt be lying here like this.As she lay there, her face was pale but peaceful, and I could see the steady rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.It was good to see her getting better, but she had just not woken up yet. The doctor just left and said she's now much better and that we should be expecting her to wake up soon.But I was a little tense. How would I even begin to explain myself when she woke up? What words could possibly justify the years I had not been by her side? No matter what I said, no matter how I tried to rationalize it, the truth remained the same; I had failed her.I lowered myself back onto the chair beside her bed, my heart aching as I gazed at her. After all these months of knowing I had a child, I had no
~~~~BELLA'S POV~~~~I curled up on my bed, hugging my stuffed bunny tightly against my chest. My fingers gripped its ears tightly as if I was passing my pain onto it but no matter how hard I squeezed, it didnโt make the pain go away.My pillow was already wet with tears, yet they wouldnโt stop falling. My throat hurts from crying, but my heartโฆ My heart hurts even more.They all lied to me, even MommyโฆSo Mommy is not my real mom, but Miss Ariel. And my dad who I have always been curious about all my entire life was actually Lance. How could they all hide this from me? They have been lying to me all these years, making me curious about my own entire existence. And Miss Arielโฆ I really thought she loved me. I remember how she always told me she did, so everything was nothing but lies.She hated me and that was why she never told me she was my mother.But why didnโt they want me? Was I such a bad child that they couldnโt accept me?โBella, can you please open the door and talk to me?
~~~~ASHLEY'S POV~~~It was over..My perfect life. A life that I had carefully planned from the day I learned to stand up for myselfโhad turned into a joke for the whole world to mock. All because I met the wrong people I shouldn't have met. All because I moved the wrong pieces of chess, which was definitely not eliminating Maya when Lance divorced her.But if I had, the Roderigo family would never leave me alone. Maybe I should not have left Lance in the first place. Maybe if I had said yes, I do, when Lance first proposed to me then none of this would have happened. In fact, I would never have known a person called Maya or Killian.These two are the wrong people I met in this life.Every time I looked at the media, it was Killian and Lysolโs faces plastered everywhere. Their true love story was all anyone talked about. They had released all their pictures, starting from high school, their romantic journey, and then to their brave confession.It was sickening.But the worst part was
I couldnโt breathe. My hands clenched into fists as I listened to everything she was saying. My stomach twisted in ways I never thought possible.But the next words out of her mouth were what shattered me completely.She let out a devilish laugh. "How am I the bad one, Mara?" she scoffed. "Ashley is just so stupid. The fool doesnโt even realize that the pills sheโs been taking all these years have ruined her womb, and sheโs still taking them, hoping that they will miraculously heal her. But if only she knew theyโve probably done more damage than just thatโฆ"I gasped and couldnโt move from my spot.Memories flashed through my head as I remembered how I always took the pills she was talking aboutโmorning, afternoon, and nightโhoping that I would be able to have a child for Lance.I saw the bottle just the other day and wondered why she had it but brushed it off.She told me it was from our mother and was good for fertility.How could she do this?My own blood sisterโฆHot tears streamed
~~~~LANCE'S POV~~~~There is this quote that says, "Happiness isn't the absence of pain but the triumph over it." After every storm, the sun rises, and after every heartbreak, love finds its way back. I have known darkness, regret, and lossโbut today, I choose happiness. I choose the future and not the past.As I stepped out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around my waist, my eyes landed on a small framed picture on my table. I picked it up, my fingers brushing against the glass.It was me, Bella, and Mayaโthe photo we took when Bella was discharged from the hospital. I had it framed immediately because I never wanted to forget that moment. The moment of finally becoming whole again.For the first time in years since Maya left me, I truly feltโฆ complete again.Maya and I had come to an understanding. We couldnโt change the past, but we could make sure Bella never felt unloved again. Sheโs our priority nowโour reason to fight through the pain, the misunderstandings, and everythi
~~~~LANCE'S POV~~~I tucked Bella into bed gently, looking at her peacefully sleeping face. Itโs surprising how early she had fallen asleep today, as I know her to be a night owl. But I guess it must be because she was too tired, as she had been running around with Lance all day.They had been outside since morning, playing and learning how to ride a bicycle, while I just watched from inside.Lance had told me that he found a lot of things she wanted to do with him, hidden at the back of her teddy, and one of them was to learn how to ride a bike from her dad.And they did it all through the day.Well, there isn't much about me on her list, as she must have made it while she thought Mia was her mother, and it seems she has everything she wished for and every moment she ever wanted with her motherโwith Mia.I felt a little sad, but I am still happy that she got all the motherly love she could ever want.That alone should have made me happy, right? But the question she asked me before fa
And then, another picture appeared on the screen.This time, it wasnโt just me.It was us.It was the picture of the day I stepped into his life. The day that he knew that someone like me even existed in this part of the world. In the picture, Lance, who was now drawn in alcohol, sat at a restaurant as he had just been publicly rejected. And there was I, standing before him with a smile on my face. In the picture, his dazed eyes were locked onto me, and the expression on his face was like a savior had been sent to him. That exact moment that I approached him was captured and I wondered how he got the picture.But I noticed that at the bottom of the picture, there was date was written on it. It was May 15 and todayโฆ was also May 15.That was what all these are about. The day we met. My body trembled as Lanceโs voice broke the silence.โI was a fool.โ I was startled at first and quickly turned to him, looking up at him. โI was a fool for not realising my love for you sooner,โ he sa
Kingsley could not help but chuckle as he lifted his head away from Lysolโs shoulder and took his hand into his, intertwining their fingers. โYou see, Dad, Iโve become a bird.โโA what?โ His father sounded thoroughly unimpressed.โA bird,โ Kingsley repeated. โIโve spread my wings, taken flight. And now, Iโm soaring through the skies, traveling the world around freeโฆโA deep, frustrated sigh came through the speaker. โKingsley, enough of this nonsense. Come back home. You have responsibilities!โKingsley hummed in amusement. โResponsibilities? Oh, you mean the empire? Donโt worry about that. I'm sure you have everything under controlโฆ just like you always have.โHis father sighed heavily, realizing that Kingsley had made up his mind.โOkay, Iโve given you my blessings. You are free to do whatever you want. Even if you want to hold a grand wedding with him, I will organize it right away. So come back.โKingsley smiled. โReally?โโYes, I will do it. In fact, I will make sure that your we
~~~~AUTHOR'S POINT OF VIEW~~~~After a long trial.After alot of heartbreaks, losses, and even pains, Lance and Maya finally found their way back to love.And in six months' time, Maya would welcome their second child, a new addition to their small but blossoming family.And today, beneath the watchful eyes of many guests who were invited from all across the globe, they would make another vow to spend forever together.Lance could be seen at the altar, dressed in a white suit with a neat black bow tie, sitting at his collar. A small flower was pinned to his suit. His hair was neatly styled, not a strand out of place but his usual charm was replaced with something deeperโan overwhelming anticipation that made his hands slightly sweaty, and he kept rubbing them together.Behind him was Kingsley, his best man.Oh no, it wasnโt Henry but Kingsley.Lance had asked Kingsley to be his best man. And Henry, of course, could be seen sitting in the front row with his arms folded over his chest.
I blinked. โYouโre quitting? Why?โThen Diana hesitated, her eyes darting toward Lance, who was on the ground, for a brief second before looking down. I could see something like embarrassment on her face.โIโฆ I just think itโs best if I go.โI frowned. โNo, thatโs not a real answer. I asked why you suddenly want to leave. You told your fans and everyone that you were volunteering for six months, and youโve hardly even spent two weeks. Now youโre leaving?โShe smiled weakly. โYes, thatโs true. Itโs just that I need to do some things for myself too. Please donโt take it personally. I actually came here to create a good impression on my fans, but nowโฆ I have realized many thingsโฆโThen she burst into tears, using her hand to wipe them away as they streamed down. I just watched with my mouth open.She then bowed her head. โI am truly sorry. Really, really sorry. I promise never to do that again. In fact, I will never cross your path again,โ she said quickly.โHuh? Sorry about what? Why a
The workshop was at the back of the orphanage's main building. It was a small house built for storing things, but Lance decided to make use of it as a workshop. Lance made small chairs and tables for the kids and he also made swings and so many things around here with the use of wood. They were all amazing. Had no idea he had that in him. But what I like most when heโs doing his job here is when he's shirtless and working. I giggled at the thought of that.I liked watching him cut the woods as he looked so hot during that timeโhis hair falling over his face as he rise and fall, picking things up. His abs. And sweat streaming down his well-chiseled body as he focused on his workโฆ I loved it all.As I wanted to enter the workshop, I saw the flowers planted outside. So I walked closer and picked some, hanging around my hair and putting some behind my ears.Stepping inside, I saw Lance picking up a bottle of water from the freezer. He opened it and began to drink, turning around at th
We were in the middle of gisting when a horrible wave of nausea hit me. It crawled up my throat like a monster trying to escape.I quickly covered my mouth, trying to hold it in, but it was like my stomach was flipping itself inside out.โMaya, are you alright? Should I get you some water?โ Morgan asked in a concerned tone as she quickly stood up from the bed, trying to get some water.โNo, it's fine,โ I said, stopping her. โIt's just something I have been feeling for a while now, but it's temporary.โTaking her seat back, she asked, โAre you sure you are alright now?โI nodded fast. โYeah, yeah. Iโm totally fine. I justโโBut before I could finish my words, it happened again, and this time, it was stronger.I covered my mouth with one hand and used the other hand to hit my chest, trying to make it stop, but it wasn't stopping.โI think I need to call someone. You need to go to the hospital as you definitely don't seem okay.โMorgan turned again to call someone, but I wasn't able to h
I listened as she slowly began to tell me how her mother-in-law and sister-in-laws were treating her the same way she and her mother had treated me when I was married to Lance. And she had two sister-in-laws. Twins.No matter what she did, it was never enough for the three of them. They insulted her for every single mistake, criticized her for every bad thing that happened to her husbandโeven if it was his job that had problemsโand always made her feel like she wasnโt good enough. Every bad thing and misfortune that happened to her husband was blamed on her.โAt first, I thought I could handle it." She continued. "That as long as I was good to them and made them happy, they would like me more and stop treating me like that,โ she let out a bitter laugh. โSo whenever they were angry, I would buy them expensive gifts like designer bags and shoes, just to appease them.And for a while, it worked. They smiled and all started acting nice. But then they always wanted more. But after sometim
SIX MONTHS LATER ~~~MAYAโS POV~~~ Looking up into the sky, I used my hand to cover my eyes as the warm morning sun shone on me. Seeing the sky so clear and bright, I think today will be very, very great. Something good is going to happen. I smiled and then continued my work, which was spreading the freshly washed bedspread on the rope. It is a weekend thing for meโor should I say for every woman in this orphanageโand I like doing it as it gives me time to think, to breathe, and at the same time, to watch Bella while working. I wasnโt the only one washing the entire bedspread alone in this orphanage, as we had other women who were employed and those who also came to volunteer for a few days. Some even spent months with us, helping with the kids and other work in the orphanage. The orphanage was always lively and busy, especially in the mornings when all the kids woke up at the same time. It was filled with the sounds of children running down from each of their rooms, having morni
The hall was quiet, filled with the soft murmurs of people talking in hushed voices. The only loud sounds were the occasional sniffle or the rustling of fabric as someone shifted uncomfortably in their seat.A few candles flickered near the large framed photo of Mia, casting shadows on her smiling face. It almost made it look as if she was watching us.But she wasnโtโshe was right in front of all of usโฆ in the coffin.I took a deep breath as I looked around from where I was standing. I just wished that this would end soon and that all these passing storms would go with it.There were few people here, as the burial was private. Mayaโs parents were seated in the front row on the left side, with Bella sitting between them.Kingsley also came with Lysol.Henry was also here, but the monkey could be seen leaning against the wall at the back of the hall, arguing with his client. He couldn't even spare time to pay respect to the dead.Betsy sat with Maya in the front row, in the middle of th
~~~~LANCE'S POV~~~~I stood in front of the mirror, wearing my tie while also looking at Maya's figure on the bed. I sighed heavily as the black suit I was wearing felt heavier than it should.Maybe because today wasnโt just any other day but the day we were laying Mia to rest. And as much as I wanted to be strong, I couldnโt shake the weight pressing against my chest because Mia's death had caused a lot of damage to my familyโboth to Maya and to Bella.Maya had completely changed in ways I couldn't understand. It was as if she carried a guilt too heavy for her to bear, and she wouldnโt talk to me or anyone about it. If she wasn't sitting on the balcony and gazing out into empty space, she would be staring at or holding Miaโs picture, pressing it tightly to her chest as if letting go of it would mean letting go of Mia.And no matter what I did to bring her to her senses and make her understand that we were losing Bella, she just wouldn't come to her right mind. I am the one trying to