As Jessica returned back to her family estate house after filling for divorce she was received with the warmest of hugs. She had been gone for a few hours to file the divorce papers and was just happy to be in their loving arms at last. Joseph Johnson, her father, released a breath of relief as he hugged her the most like a bear to its prey. He wasn’t going to let her stay in a marriage where she was used as a house wife while a side chic ruled over her. Such humiliation wasn’t going to be hers to bear.
Jessica was the first child of two children, causing her to be child saddled with the responsibility of taking care of her younger one and setting a good example. Her parents, Joseph and Janet, had raised her and her brother to never have a reason to beg or worry. Everything they wanted was provided as quickly as possible, so they never knew lack. But the one rule they both shared as parents was to never raise over pampered and spoilt children as they knew one day they would they’d hold positions of authority in future. Apart from raising them in the ways of God like every Christian family would, they ensured that their kids were also trained to be kind to members of society, whether poor or rich. It was for this reason that they accepted their daughter back home even when things went downhill in her marriage. “You’re finally free, Jessica Johnson” her mother said calling her by her birth name as she pulled her cheeks, welcoming her daughter back home. She knew she had pushed for their wedding but was appalled by what was going on in their marriage. Jessica’s family had always known that their daughter had always had a space for Ethan, her first love, which was why the idea of a wedding to strengthen the bonds between their families wasn’t a far fetched idea. It was every parent’s wish to watch their child’s dreams become a reality. They had come to regret this decision after the disturbing phone call from their daughter telling them how Ethan had been with another woman to find a way out of their marriage. As her parents, they regretted not seeing how Ethan was a wrong partner for their daughter. Jessica was the happiest woman in the world when she walked down the aisle to meet and get married to supposed prince charming but everything changed when it started to seem like she was a furniture in her home. Never receiving any form of affection or love in form of gifts or words. This shattered her parents heart when her call came in to announce to them that she was ending things with Ethan Mitchell once and for all. “A man who would get another woman pregnant just to chase my daughter away doesn’t deserve her and never will” her father, Joseph, said as he ushered his daughter into her childhood home. “You’ll find someone who will love you for who you are. I’m sure the boy is doing all this so he can start a life with his London assistant.” Janet Johnson added as tears of happiness rolled down her chin. Jessica wiped her mum’s tears as she knew more was going to pour down like rain when she finally reveals that she is with child. Deep down she was glad that she hadn’t let Ethan know he was going to be a father before he dropped his news of Olivia’s pregnancy. She and her child her dodged a bullet and this warmed her heart. This was the season to heal, love herself, learn to become a mum from the best mum in the world and maybe also meet someone who she’d fall in love with and settle down happily. “Pick a place darling and go there for vacation or self-healing retreat. You really need it.” her mother said as all three of them walked into the mansion that Jessica had lived all her life. She approached her childhood home wondering if this was the right time to let her parents know that she was pregnant with Ethan’s child or wait until she returned her trip with a huge baby bump to speak for itself. She couldn’t hold any longer and decided it was better late than never even when she knew how angry her dad would get knowing that Ethan sent a pregnant woman into the streets with his child in her womb. “Guys, I’m pregnant and Ethan’s the father.” Jessica announced as she rubbed her teeth against each other watching her parent’s react. “What? You are pregnant and he made you leave his house for another woman?” her mother growled angrily. “What a monster Ethan is!” her said furiously as he pulled out his phone to make a call to Ethan’s father. “Hold on, dad. He doesn’t know because I haven’t told him. I couldn’t.” Jessica replied as she placed both their hands on her belly to feel the child that was developing inside of her. “I totally understand why you would hesitate to do that. You have us and that’s all that matters.” Her mother said reassuring her of the support they would provide for her and the child. Her father, Joseph, was angry and furious with Ethan as he knew his friend, Ethan’s father, wasn’t a man that lived his life promiscuously. His was only happy that his daughter was free from the hands of that beast. “We need to leave to where no one can find us for a few months or even years. Come back when the child is now part of us on this earth.” Joseph urged his daughter, making her see it as another way of healing away from the city of Los Angeles. Her father saw this as the only for his daughter to heal and bring a child into this world without any chaos or crisis. He knew how much love his daughter had for Ethan and wasn’t to let her strong girl look deceive him into thinking that she would try to reach Ethan soon. If Ethan was to ever find out the truth and return asking for forgiveness, he was aware of how fast Jessica would return back to his arms. “If that makes you then I’ll oblige. Can we go inside now?” Jessica spoke with a calm voice and a big smile as she placed both hands around her parents. Her family was one of the richest families in Los Angeles, so moving the entire family to a different country was no hassle at all. Jessica smiled as she had finally taken a huge burden off of her chest and couldn’t to relax and catch up with her family. The truth being revealed was no longer of any concern to her as she was at peace now. Her joy was finally complete.Ethan’s car slid into the company’s private driveway, the engine purring and coming to a stop as he cut the ignition off. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel before he finally summoned the courage to force himself out. The towering glass building loomed above him, its mirrored surface catching the late afternoon light. Normally, he carried himself with the quiet authority of someone who was born into the Mitchell legacy, but today a knot of nerves tugged at his stomach.The familiar marble lobby echoed with the sharp clicks of his polished shoes as he strode across it, greeting no one, eyes fixed on the elevator just ahead of him. Inside, the doors closed him in, and the silence was suffocating. He tugged at his tie, muttering under his breath.“Why now? What’s he going to say this time?”His knuckles tapped against the elevator’s railing, a steady rhythm of unease. With a sigh, he slipped his phone out of his pocket and put it on. The screen lit up with his new wallpape
Ethan’s black car slid smoothly into a spot near the entrance of the mall. The moment he opened his car door and stepped out, tall and composed in his crisp shirt, Avery’s eyes lit up with joy.“Daddy!” she squealed, slipping her hand from Jessica’s grip before her mother could catch her.“Avery, wait!” Jessica started, but the little girl was already running full speed.Ethan bent just in time, scooping his daughter into his arms and spinning her in the air. Avery’s laughter rang loud, echoing across the lot as Ethan grinned with joy. “There’s my girl! Did you miss me this much?”“Yes! So much!” she giggled, clinging to his neck.By the time he carried her back to where Jessica waited, the brightness on Jessica’s face was a practised mask. Her smile was polite, but her eyes flickered with something that looked like annoyance.“Mommy, I’m sorry,” Avery said quickly, wrapping an arm around Jessica’s waist. “Please, forgive me.”Jessica exhaled, softening slightly. She brushed Av
The clinking of cutlery against plates filled the quiet dining room until Avery bowed her head down, small fingers folded together to pray. “Thank You, God, for the food,” she said softly, eyes squeezed shut. “And thank You because Daddy is finally eating with us tonight.”Jessica’s throat tightened. Her daughter’s prayer was so innocent, so disarming, yet it hit her in the face with the force of a tidal wave. She kept her gaze fixed on her plate, lips pressed together, while her chest was filling up with emotions that she refused to show.Ethan glanced at Jessica, a flicker of something unreadable in his expression before his gaze shifted back to Avery. “Amen,” he said quietly.“Amen,” Jessica echoed, forcing her voice steady.The three of them dug their cutlery into their food, silence stretching thin until Avery perked up, her eyes bright with curiosity. “Daddy, can you tell me a story about when you were little? Maybe when you did a school project with your dad?”“Avery,” Jes
The kitchen smelled faintly of coffee, its warmth blending with the sharper tang of lemon dish soap that had been used earlier. Sunlight slid across the table, hitting Jessica’s open laptop. On the screen, a cheerful blog displayed rows of “Budget-Friendly School Fair Projects,” each photo showing smiling parents and kids holding popsicle stick crafts, paper crowns, or jars of homemade slime. That was the pace she wanted she wanted Avery to go in, something manageable, affordable, and something Avery could proudly say she’d done herself.The front door creaked open.Jessica glanced up to see Ethan step inside, holding a sketchpad in his hand, the faint scent of rain clinging to his jacket. His hair was damp at the edges, and there was an energy about him for some reason. It felt bright for this early in the day.“I’m right on time,” he said with a smirk, as though punctuality was a personal victory to him that meant something.Jessica didn’t look away from the laptop. “You want a
Jessica nudged the car door closed with her hip, juggling a paper cup of coffee in one hand and Avery’s purple backpack in the other. The school’s front walkway still glistened from last night’s rain, the air cool and smelling faintly of wet pavement and pencil shavings.Avery skipped a step ahead, humming some tune only she knew from one of her TV shows. Jessica followed, sipping her coffee, already mentally mapping out her day. She was going to do some laundry, a client call, and groceries, but it all disappeared when a voice called out.“Morning, Jessica!” Mrs. Diaz, who always wore a smile of sunshine on her face and warm cardigans, waved from near the classroom door. “Don’t forget, the parents’ meeting with the school staff starts in a few minutes!”Jessica froze mid-step. “The what? A meeting?”Mrs. Diaz’s eyebrows lifted in mild surprise. “Yes, for the Parent–Children Creativity Fair. It’s today in the school’s auditorium.” She gestured toward the double doors down the hall
Jessica woke before the alarm, the pale morning light pooling across the bedroom wall. Avery was curled against her, her little fist resting near her chin, the purple wristwatch gleaming faintly in the soft light.Jessica’s eyes lingered on it, the small, shining circle that had made Avery beam last night — and the words from her daughter’s dream echoed like a quiet knock inside her head. ‘Daddy left just like Uncle Ricky did.’Her chest tightened. What if he does leave again? The thought came uninvited, dragging with it a heavy ache. What if I’ve just opened the door for him to hurt her in the same way he hurt me?“Good morning, Mommy.” Avery’s voice was still groggy, breaking Jessica’s thoughts.Jessica smiled, masking her worry immediately. “Morning, baby.”Avery sat up, holding her wrist toward Jessica like she was hiding treasure. “Look! Still here!”Jessica chuckled, though it came out softer than she intended. “It’s not going anywhere.” She smiled at her because last nigh