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
Matthew’s breath came hard and fast. Blood soaked his hand where Reuben had shot him. He sat on the cold floor, holding his wound, sweat running down his face. His eyes lifted slowly to meet Reuben’s cold stare. Reuben’s gun was still pointed at him, his finger pressing against the trigger, calm but
The road grew quieter as they drove, the last light of day fading into night. The tall grass turned black under the moonlight, and the soft hum of the engine was the only sound in the car. Claire sat stiffly, one hand gripping her seatbelt while the other rested on her lap. Reuben’s jaw was tight as
Emily sat on her chair in her office, reading through the project document that Mr. David, the vice president, had briefed her about earlier that morning. It was a new investment plan that required her final signature before the company could proceed. Her brows furrowed slightly as she scanned the
The clock on the bedroom wall struck eleven thirty and Denovon was not back. Emily sat on the couch, wrapped in a light shawl, her eyes on the television but her mind far away. Denovon wasn't back home and her mind was not at rest. He had told her he'd be late, but it was almost midnight now, and s







