Se connecterElena stood on the terrace, looking down at the yard where Calliope was carefully watering the flowerbeds.Calliope had on a pale yellow dress and was humming a nursery rhyme as she hopped from one patch of soil to the next, her face brimming with joy."What's on your mind?"A pair of strong arms pulled Elena into a hug from behind. Caspian rested his chin lightly against her shoulder. He still carried the faint scent of hospital disinfectant, which meant he'd come straight home from work."I was just thinking…" Elena started smiling before she even turned to face him. "About the first time you brought Calliope over to the bookstore to get some picture books."Caspian laughed under his breath. Behind his glasses, his gaze softened. "I remember thinking you hadn't changed at all. You're still just as beautiful.""You're a smooth-talker, aren't you?" Elena tapped his shoulder lightly as she burst into laughter.Their laughter drifted down into the yard, startling Calliope. She d
Yewton had been drenched in rain for days, and even business at Books by Elena had slowed down.A Maybach had remained parked outside the bookstore for nearly a week, never once leaving."Elena, look what I drew!"Calliope ran over, holding a crayon artwork, then slowed when she noticed Elena's expression. "Are you feeling sad again?" she asked carefully.Elena forced a faint smile instead of answering and accepted the drawing. "You did a great job. Is that a bunny?""Yeah!"Calliope nodded, then turned and pointed toward the window. "Is it because they're here again? Is that why you're sad?"Caspian stepped out from behind the shelves, holding a steaming cup of chamomile tea. Without making a show of it, he shifted slightly to block the view from the street."Should I call the police?" he asked quietly, glancing toward the car that had been sitting there for days.Through the rain, two small figures could be seen pressed against the car window, staring toward the bookstore.
Things had settled down at the studio.Elena continued shaping the clay in her hands, her movements mechanical, though the pressure she exerted turned her knuckles pale.Calliope sat beside her, glancing at her from time to time with worry."Elena, are you really okay?" she carefully asked after a while, her eyes bright with concern. "You don't look too happy."Elena's hands stilled as she forced a small smile. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Focus on your bowl."Caspian quietly set a cup of warm water beside her. "Do you want to take a break?"She shook her head. Her gaze dropped to the half-formed bowl in front of her. It leaned unevenly, its walls slightly warped, bearing a close resemblance to her current mood.Benjamin and Charlotte's tear-filled eyes kept surfacing in her mind, making her heart clench."They looked thinner," she said, almost to herself.Caspian didn't answer. He simply remained by her side.Sunlight filtered through the glass and fell across the workta
Elena opened her mouth to respond, a bitter smile tugging at her lips. "You pushed me down the stairs. You told everyone I gave you mango juice to make it look like I hurt you. Those weren't misunderstandings. You did that."You said you didn't want me as your mom. You said you wanted Sabrina instead, did you not? I know I wasn't the best mother in the world, but I did everything I could. I took care of you. I loved you. I showed up every day. I don't understand how we still ended up like this."The children flushed red with shame, unable to respond.Unwilling to give up, Benjamin swallowed hard and tried again."Mom, we were stupid. We didn't understand the consequences of our actions back then, but we do now. Please forgive us."Before Elena could respond, Calliope spoke up timidly, her small fingers tightening around Elena's shirt."Elena… are you leaving?" she asked, her eyes brimming with tears.Caspian bent down and lifted her into his arms."Calliope, don't be scared," h
Lucas' private jet landed in Yewton that same day.The sun blazed across the runway. He narrowed his eyes as the bodyguards carried the children down behind him."Dad, are we really going to see Mom?" Charlotte asked, tipping her face up toward him, her eyes flickering with a mix of hope and uncertainty."We are," Lucas replied, his tone steady as he straightened his clothes. "I'm sure she'll be happy to see you."Jason approached briskly and handed him a folder. "Mr. Fischer, we've confirmed Mrs. Fischer's location. She's at a pottery studio on the east side of the city. She's there with… those two."Inside the folder was a candid photo.Elena was crouched in front of a little girl, carefully wiping clay from the child's face. A tall, bespectacled man stood beside them, watching with a smile.Sunlight streamed through the glass, bathing the three of them in a glow so warm that it stung Lucas' eyes.His grip instinctively tightened on the edge of the photo until the paper was c
Lucas stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in his study, his knuckles tapping against the redwood desk. The photographs Jason had just delivered were spread across the surface, each one piercing his eyes like a blade.His voice was so low that it barely carried. "Are we sure it's her?""Absolutely."Jason wiped the sweat from his temple. "Mrs. Fischer opened a bookstore in Yewton, and it's doing well. These were taken last week."In the photo, Elena stood outside a bookstore called "Books by Elena".Sunlight filtered through the trees, scattering light across her shoulders. She wore a simple linen dress, and her hair was shorter than when she'd left.The moment the photo was taken, she was leaning down slightly, speaking to a little girl who looked to be about five or six years old.There was a softness in her face that Lucas hadn't seen in years.However, what caught his eye was the man standing beside her.He stood tall and lean. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was







