Carmela left the school in a daze, her mind racing. She had never hit anyone before, and the fact that she had lost control scared her. But she was also relieved to have gotten her kids away from Nichole. As she drove home, she thought about the things Nichole had said. "I have to protect them," she thought, her hands gripping the steering wheel. "I can't let anything happen to them."When she got home, she was surprised to see that the house looked completely different. The damage from the kidnapper had been repaired, and everything looked brand new. "What on earth, happened here?" She was happy to the new look of her furnished house. At the door of her door front stood a man in a black suit and square glasses. The man turned out to be Andrew. Why was he here? “Andrew, surprise seeing you here.” Carmela looked flushed as her kids rushed past her into the house. “We need to speak.” He said, walking into the house. Carmela followed Andrew into the house, her heart pounding. She s
Carmela got Noah out of the house and ran into the front yard, looking around frantically for Hannah. She spotted her daughter just as a beam from the roof collapsed, trapping her under a pile of burning wood. "Hannah!" Carmela screamed, running towards her. "No!"Hannah's eyes were wide with fear as she struggled to free herself from the debris, but it was no use. The flames were spreading rapidly, and Carmela knew she had to act fast. She grabbed a nearby hose and turned on the water, aiming it at the burning beam.Suddenly, Pedro appeared at Carmela's side, a look of panic on his face. "What happened?" he asked, his eyes wide. "Where's Hannah?""She's under the beam!" Carmela cried, pointing to the spot where her daughter was trapped. "We have to help her!"Pedro ran over to the burning beam and began to push against it, straining with all his might. But it wouldn't budge. The fire was spreading, and Hannah was starting to lose consciousness. They had to do something, and fast.Jus
As Max continued to comfort Carmela, Pedro's expression darkened. He didn't like the idea of Max being there, comforting his friend. He knew that Max was Carmela's ex-husband, and he didn't want him to get close to her again. He was worried that Max would only cause more pain and confusion.Carmela sensed the tension between the two men, and she felt a wave of guilt. She knew that they both cared about her, and she didn't want them to fight. She wanted them to get along, for the sake of her own sanity.Carmela took a deep breath and turned to Max. "I appreciate you being here," she said, her voice steady. "But I also want to make sure that you and Pedro get along. You both mean a lot to me, and I don't want any bad blood between you."Max looked at her, his eyes softening. "Of course," he said, his voice gentle. "I respect Pedro, and I have no desire to cause any problems. I just want to make sure you're okay."Carmela reached out and touched Max's arm, her eyes pleading. "Please, Max,
But just as their kiss was reaching its peak, a car pulled up next to them. The headlights illuminated the man's face, and Nichole gasped. "Oh my God," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're...you're..."As Nichole stood there, dazed and confused, she heard the car door slam. She turned and saw Max rushing towards her, his face pale and his eyes wide. "Nichole, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. "I saw you just now with a man what happened. Are you hurt?"Nichole was at a loss for words. She felt betrayed and hurt, but also confused. "I don't know what to say," she finally managed to say. "I don't understand what's going on."Nichole continued to act like she was dum.Nichole turned back around, looking for the mysterious man who had disappeared into the night. But there was no sign of him. It was like he had vanished into thin air. "He's gone," she said, her voice trembling as she whispered to herself. "How did he find me?"Max put his arm around her
Carmela has told Max that she saw Nichole at the school. Max was quiet for a moment, then he said, "You're sure it was her?" Carmela nodded. "I'd know her anywhere," she said, her voice determined. "And I know she had something to do with the fire."Max shook his head. "You can't accuse her of something like that without proof," he said. "It's just an assumption. You don't have any evidence." Carmela's eyes flashed. "I know it was her," she said, her voice rising. "I just know it." She could feel herself getting worked up, but she couldn't stop the words from spilling out. "She's been out to get me ever since she got here," she said. "I know she did this."Max's expression turned cold. "You're just jealous because Nichole and I are together now," he said, his voice sharp. "You're grasping at straws, Carmela. It's not healthy. You need to let it go." Carmela felt a stab of pain at his words. "You don't understand," she said, her voice breaking. "I know what I saw." Max's eyes softe
"What happened?" Nichole asked, rushing to Max's side. "I'm such an idiot," he said, holding his hand close to his chest. "I tried to punch the wall, and I just ended up hurting myself." Nichole reached for his hand, inspecting it. "Let me get you some ice," she said, heading to the kitchen.When she returned, Max was sitting on the floor, his head in his hands. "I'm so sorry," he said, his voice breaking."I'm just trying to do the right thing," Max said, frustration rising in his voice. "I don't understand why it has to be so difficult." Nichole's eyes flashed. "The right thing for who?" she demanded. "For you or for those kids?""I just want to make sure they're taken care of," Max said, his voice rising. "It's the least I can do." Nichole shook her head, her eyes flashing with anger. "The least you can do?" she asked, her voice hard. "Have you even stopped to think about what they want?"Max hesitated, his expression uncertain. "Of course I've thought about what they want," he
The doctor hesitated, his face somber. "We're not sure yet," he said. "But her heart rate and blood pressure are both low. We need to run some more tests to figure out what's going on." Carmela felt her legs go weak, and she sank into a chair, her eyes fixed on her daughter's face. Sarah put a hand on her shoulder, her own eyes full of worry. "We're going to take good care of her," the doctor said, his voice reassuring. "We'll do everything we can." Carmela nodded, but she could barely hear the doctor's words. Her mind was racing, her thoughts jumbled and confused. She couldn't bear to sit there, waiting for news about her daughter. "I need to get some air," she said, her voice shaking. "Do you want to come with me, Sarah?" Sarah nodded, putting an arm around Carmela's shoulders. "Of course," she said. "We'll go to the cafeteria and get some coffee." The two women left the room, their hearts heavy, their minds full of worry. They walked down the hall in silence, their footsteps e
The next morning, Carmela got ready for work, her mind still racing from the events of the previous night. She dreaded going to work, knowing that people would be talking about her and Pedro. Ever since she had started working for him, there had been rumors circulating about them dating. Carmela knew that the rumors were false, but she still felt a sense of dread as she got into her car and drove to the office.As she pulled into the parking lot, she saw people huddled together in small groups, their eyes following her as she walked towards the building. She could feel their stares on her back, and she tried to ignore them as she made her way to her office. As soon as she sat down at her desk, her phone started ringing. She picked it up, her hand trembling slightly. "Good morning, Carmela," a familiar voice said. It was Sarah, sounding far too cheerful for her liking."Good morning, Carmela," Sarah said, her voice warm and friendly. "How are you doing?" Carmela felt relief wash o