LOGINTo all my amazing readers, Thank you—from the depth of my heart—for walking through this journey with me. Your support, your patience, your comments, and your love kept me going every step of the way. I am truly grateful to everyone who stayed with this story until the very end. If at any point th
“Okay, Daddy,” Dimitri agreed. “I’ll go tell Mrs. Gloria to get me ready!” Denovon set him down carefully, and Dimitri dashed off to find Mrs. Gloria—who wasn’t just their cook but also Dimitri’s nanny. “Slow down, Dimitri!” Emily called with a tired sigh. “Why does he like running every time?”
“I promise you will never be at a disadvantage.” The words suddenly crossed Emily’s mind one warm summer afternoon as she was tidying her son’s room. She paused, walked quickly to the shelf, and pulled out a book that had been untouched for a long time. She opened a page—and there it was. Her
Emily lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on her tiny son sleeping in the crib beside her. It had been four days since she gave birth, yet everything still felt unreal. She kept staring at him, afraid that if she blinked too long, he might disappear. They were still in the hospital and would re
(The Next Day) Emily’s eyelashes fluttered slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. Her lips parted, and she released a faint, shaky breath before her eyes finally opened—tired, hazy, but alive. “You’re awake,” Denovon said in relief, quickly leaning forward. He had been watching her for hours, w
Denovon had never felt so helpless in his life. He paced back and forth in front of the labour room door, his hands clenched tightly, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was punching his chest. Every soft cry and every faint sound coming from inside the room made his whole body stiffen in fea
The silence in the car was thick, but not uncomfortable. The city lights passed in flashes as the car moved smoothly through the night. Emily leaned against the seat, her fingers resting gently over the ring now on her finger. A symbol that still didn’t feel real. Denovon glanced at her briefly bef
As Emily stepped into the house, a warm, mouth-watering aroma greeted her nose. It stopped her in her tracks. She sniffed again. Was that food? Her stomach growled loudly, as if it heard the same thing she did. She blinked. It was true, she hadn’t eaten lunch. Everything that happened at the salo
Emily woke up feeling more energetic than usual. The soft morning light came through the window, warming the room. She stretched and sat up, then looked around. The bed was empty. Denovon wasn’t there. She got up and walked over to the desk. Her laptop was still open from last night. She tapped t
Denovon and Emily stepped out of the car. The whole ride had been silent. Not a word between them. But the silence wasn’t peaceful. It felt tense. Awkward. Cold. Emily felt it deeply. Her heart was heavy. Something was wrong. She glanced at him a few times during the drive, but his face gave not







