INICIAR SESIÓNI take a deep breath.
“Finally, we're here.”Six years. That's how long it has been. Six years have passed since I left this place. Six years since everything changed. "Mommy?"I look down. Leona is staring up at me with wide, curious eyes. “This is where you grew up, Mommy?”I crouch to her level. “Yes, baby.”Her face lights up. “I heard there's a massive fair here.”“There is,” Liam says, adjusting his little glasses. “Every New Year.”My little professor. I smile. Then— “Mommy, I need to use the bathroom.”I turn toward Leon. The most mischievous of my three children is already shifting from one foot to another. Anna laughs. “You don't look like someone who wants to go.”“If you don't take me, I'm going to go here.”I stare at him. "Fine."I sigh. “Anna, I'll find you at arrivals.”“Okay.” I take Leon's hand. “Liam, Leona, stay with Aunty Anna.”“Okay, Mommy!” I lead Leon toward the bathroom. Then he stops. “I can't go in there.”I look at the sign. “The women's bathroom?”“Yes.” “Leo, you're four years old. No one is going to care.”His lips press into a stubborn line. “Then I'm not going.”“Leo.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath. This boy will be the death of me. “If you go in there, I won't help you.”He folds his arms. “I am a big boy. I can help myself.”I stare at him. Fine. “Go.” He immediately runs toward the men's bathroom. I lean against the wall outside. “Good Lord.”A few seconds later, I hear his voice from inside. "Hi!"Silence. Apparently, that doesn't discourage him. “Just imagine, my mommy wanted me to enter the girls' room.”I cover my face. Why does he talk to everyone? A deep male voice answers. “Where's your mom?”Something about that voice makes me pause. It sounds familiar. Too familiar. But I can't place it. "Outside," Leon answers. “Can you help me?”A pause. “Mommy said if I get urine on my trousers, she's going to kill me.”The man laughs. “I wouldn't take her threat lightly.”Leon giggles. “Does your mommy also tell you she'll kill you?”Another pause. “Not as much.”“So mine will stop?”The man chuckles. “They never do.”“Even when I'm big like you?”“Especially when you grow up.”“Oh.” Leon sounds disappointed. I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. Then I hear him ask, “Can you help me with my zipper?”A moment later, the man answers. “There you go, little man.”“Thank you. Bye!”I straighten just as Leon comes running out. "See, Mommy?"He puffs out his chest. “I didn't get urine on my trousers.”“I see that.”I pretend I didn't hear anything. “My baby has grown.”He grins. I can't help laughing. Then the bathroom door opens. A man steps out. The scent reaches me first. Leather. Amber. My breath catches. I look up. The stranger standing in front of me feels strangely familiar. Not his face. Not exactly. Something else. Something I can't name. "Hi," Leon says proudly. The man looks down at him. “This is my mommy.”“Hello.” His voice. That voice. For a second, something inside me shifts. Have I heard it before? “Thank you for helping him.”Leon folds his arms. “What do you mean, helped me?”I look down at him. “Sure, you helped yourself.”My phone rings. I glance at the screen. Anna. “Anna, we're on our way.”I end the call. "Leo."“Yes?” The man and my son answer at the same time. I blink. Leon looks up at the stranger. “Your name is also Leo?”The man gives a small nod. Leon studies him. Then, unexpected, asks, “Are you my dad?”My entire body freezes. The man's expression changes. I quickly grab Leon's hand. “I'm sorry about him.”I force a smile. “We have to go. Aunty Anna and your siblings are waiting.”I pull him away. As we walk, I glance back once. The man is still standing there. Watching us. I quickly turn away. That can't be him. It can't. The man from that night couldn't possibly be this polite. --- At arrivals, we move quickly through the process. A driver approaches us. “Miss Rose Jere?”I stop. Rose Jere. My late twin sister's name. The name I've used publicly ever since I became pregnant. I nod. He takes our luggage. “Thank you.”--- “Finally home.”Anna is already waiting beside the car. I climb in and look around. “I can't believe I'm back.”Anna looks over her shoulder at the sleeping triplets. They were so excited about the trip that they barely slept. Their first time traveling. And somehow, their first trip had to be here. “I'm glad you're here.”I give her a look. “It's not like I had a choice.”She laughs. “You're right. I dragged you here.”Anna has become my best friend. The person who stayed with me through hell and back. “You thought I was going to get married without my maid of honor?”“Wouldn't miss it for the world.”“And besides, not everyone gets to have Chef R.J. as their best friend.”She grins. “I have to brag a little.”I laugh. Chef R.J. Four years of hard work brought me to where I am now. And I couldn't have done it without Anna. Or my children. Speaking of children— “Didn't Silven say he'd pick us up?”“He did.”Anna sighs. “But he has a meeting with his father's old partner.”“Who?” “Leon Creed.”The name makes me pause. “I've heard rumors about him.”Anna raises an eyebrow. "What rumors?"“That he had a secret lover.”She lowers her voice dramatically. “She got pregnant and died with their twins.”I stare at her. “And apparently, his family was responsible for their deaths.”“That's horrible.”“He vowed never to get married after that.”I shake my head. “Sounds dramatic.”“Well, good thing I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm telling you.”I laugh. Then Anna gives me a knowing look. “But he's hot.”I roll my eyes. “You should totally hook up with him.”“No men.”“Rose.” “Besides, I already have two of my own.”She laughs. “Yes, yes. The three of them are enough.”Then she looks at me seriously. “But you need someone.”“I have you.”“Yes, you have me.”Her smile fades. “But I can't always be there.”I look away. She is right. I know she is. But after what happened six years ago, I don't think I need a man in my life. I learned how easily one night can destroy everything. I won't let another man do that to me. --- The streets outside become unfamiliar. I look through the window. “Where are we going?”Anna smiles. “I have a surprise.”“What surprise?” “We're almost there.”A few minutes later, I see the sign. Welcome to Valemont private estates. My heart skips. Valemont. The place where the richest families lived when I was growing up. "Anna…"She smiles innocently. "What?"“What are we doing in Valemont?”“Patience has never been your strongest attribute.”“It has never been.”The car stops in front of a massive three-story mansion. I stare. Then I turn to Anna. “Please tell me this isn't what I think it is.”She gets out. I follow. The driver unloads our luggage. Anna holds out a set of keys. “Welcome to your new home.”I stare at her. "This?"She nods. “Anna, I said a small apartment.”“And you sent me a million dollars.”She folds her arms. “Who buys a small apartment with millions?”“I was going to sell it.”“What?” I point at the mansion. “It's too big for four people.”Then I notice something beside the house. It looks like a café. My eyes narrow. “And what is that?”Anna smiles. “I may have bought two estates.”I stare at her. “And turned one into a restaurant.”“Oh God.”“Before you get angry—” "Anna."“I—” “I'm tired. The kids are tired. We'll have this discussion later.”A chorus of voices interrupts us. “Is this our house?”I turn. I don't know when the triplets woke up. “We're going to live in a castle?”Leona's eyes shine. “Do we each get our room?”“Ask Aunty Anna.”“Does it have a playroom?”Leon jumps in. “And a gym?”“Ask Aunty Anna.”“Why do you need a gym?”“To grow big and strong so you stop scolding me.”I close my eyes. Good Lord. “Does it have a library?”“Ask Aunty Anna.”Then— "Babe?"We all turn. Anna's face lights up. "Silven!"She rushes toward him. They hug. They haven't seen each other for almost two weeks. “Silven, hi.”I give him a friendly hug. Then the triplets run toward him. "Uncle Silven!"He laughs and lifts Leona into his arms. “Oh, you guys have grown.”"Hi, Princess."Leona kisses his cheek. Leon immediately complains. “Why do you always lift Leona?”“Because she's a girl, stupid.”Liam rolls his eyes. I laugh. Silven puts Leona down. “How was the flight?”“Long.” “Let me help you with those.”He reaches for the bags. He's a good man. And I'm genuinely happy for Anna. She deserves someone like him. I open the front door. The house is even bigger inside. “Can we see the rooms?”Liam is already halfway to the stairs. “Sure, love.”The three children race upstairs. "Careful!"Silven watches them disappear. Then he turns to me. “How have you been, Rub—” He stops. “Sorry. Rose.”I smile. “I'm fine.”Anna rolls her eyes. “This woman bought this mansion and dragged me here without telling me.”Silven looks at her. “You didn't know?”I shake my head. "No."Then I notice Anna suddenly looking toward Silven. “Babe, didn't you say you were at a meeting?”“I was.”He smiles. “The meeting was at the house opposite this one.”I stop. My smile disappears. "Opposite?"Silven nods. "Yeah."I slowly turn toward the window. My heart begins beating faster. Anna looks at me. Then she says the words that make my blood run cold. “Leon Creed lives next door.”LEON"These must be the little bastards."I stare at the woman standing before us, wondering whether I have heard her correctly.Bastards?I look at the three children beside Rose. Liam is holding his mother's hand, while Leon and Leona stand close to her, their innocent faces turned towards the strange woman.Who talks about children like that?I turn to Rose, expecting her to say something, but she looks as though someone has struck her. Her fingers tighten around Liam's hand, and for a moment, I wonder whether I should intervene.Then the woman smiles."I can't believe it's really you, Ruby Jere."Ruby Jere.That is the second time she has called Rose by that name.I glance at Rose, but she avoids my eyes.Who is this woman? And what exactly happened between them?"Do you know her?" I ask Rose quietly.She doesn't answer.The woman laughs."Oh, he doesn't even know, does he?"Rose's eyes flash towards her."Cleo, please. Not here."Cleo.At least I have a name now."Not here?" Cleo
ROSE I have never been good at pretending. At least, not when it comes to people who know exactly where to look. Cleo's face keeps appearing in my mind as I walk towards the school entrance. I try to focus on the little boy holding my hand, but my thoughts keep returning to the woman I never expected to see again. Six years. Six years since I last saw her, and yet, one look at her face was enough to make me feel like the frightened girl I had fought so hard to leave behind. I tighten my grip on Liam's hand. “Mommy, you're hurting me.” I immediately loosen my fingers. “I'm sorry, sweetheart.” He looks up at me, his little forehead creasing. “Are you okay?” I force a smile. “Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?” “Because you look like you're thinking about something very difficult.” I stare at him. Occasionally, I wonder whether Liam is actually five or fifty. The boy notices things most adults overlook, and his habit of asking questions at the worst possible
LEON The moment someone calls her from behind, Rose stops walking. I watch as she slowly turns around. The smile that had been on her face a moment ago disappears, and she bites her lower lip while staring at the woman approaching us. Something changes in her expression. It's subtle, but I notice it. Rose looks as though she has just seen a ghost. “Mommy, come on.” Leon tugs impatiently at her shirt, but she doesn't seem to hear him. Instead, she slips her arm around mine, holding me as though she needs something to steady herself. I glance down at her hand before looking at the approaching woman. “No. It can't be Rose.” The woman stops directly in front of us, her eyes fixed on Rose. She looks genuinely shocked, almost as though she has encountered someone she never expected to see again. Her gaze shifts to the children. Then back to Rose. For a moment, none of us speak.“I'm sorry.” The woman suddenly straightens, forcing a smile that looks just as uncomforta
“Charity.” Leo calls her name quietly. The woman pulls back just enough to look at him, a bright smile spreading across her face. “You've been avoiding me,” she complains, running a hand down his arm. “Do you have any idea how long I've been trying to reach you?” “I've been busy.” “Too busy to answer my calls?” “Apparently.” I look away before I can embarrass myself by staring at them. So, this is what it feels like. I thought Leo and I were building something. Maybe not a relationship yet, but something. The way he has been with my children, the way he smiles at me, and how naturally he fits into our little world have made me imagine things I probably shouldn't. But clearly, I imagined too much. I clear my throat and pick up the plates from the table. “I'm sorry, but we're leaving soon. I need to get the children ready for school.” Charity finally turns to look at me. Her eyes travel from my face to my clothes before moving to the children. She gives me a s
I have never seen the L-trio get close to another man apart from Silven and maybe their teachers. I stare at Older Leo. He also looks at peace with the children, as if this is where he has always been meant to be. I head to the table to collect the plates. "How was the food?" I ask Leo. He looks up at me. "Why not just open a restaurant? I mean, with these culinary skills, you could be at par with Chef R.J. This... I don't even have the words to describe this. Now that I have tasted the food, it seems you are underpricing." An amused laugh escapes my lips. "You thought it would be horrible, didn't you?" Leo looks down the way the kids do when they are guilty of something. I don't know why I think it's cute. Taking a deep breath, I shake the thoughts away. "You can't blame me, now can you?, Many beautiful women I know aren't known for their good cooking." Leona burps and then laughs. "Just marry Mommy, and you will have all the food in the world!" "Yes, marry Mommy!" my Le
It's been weeks since I met that little boy at the airport. The boy was polite. His mom? I didn't get close to her, but I caught the smell of daisies and honey the moment I stepped out of the men's room. "When will you get married? You're not getting any younger, Leo!" My mom complains. I'm out for an afternoon run. Jogging clears my mind. By then, my mom decides to call me. "I don't know." This is what makes me think about that little boy, Leo. "Does your mommy also say she will kill you?" I chuckle at the memory. "Leo, all my friends your age have grandchildren. What about me?" "Mother, did you call me just to complain?" "If not complain, what should I do?" "Complaining never solves anything." "Since I won't be expecting grandchildren for my birthday, get me Chef R.J." I pause my jogging and start walking. "Chef R.J.?" "Yes, and no excuses! My friend said she had a dish prepared personally by her, and it was divine. She is strict with her food, s







