Marianne was staring in the direction in which the sad man left and stopped to think about how he could be feeling, he didn’t look that old so his daughter could not have been in her teens yet unless otherwise.
Just the thought of losing a child you already have memories with sent chills down her spine and made her feel even worse for the sad man. Greg mysteriously appeared out of nowhere and asked her what she had been thinking of cause it pretty much looked like she had zoned out for a moment.
“Nothing, did you get the get the cake?”,
Marianne asked him as she started to pick up her belongings and held Rose’s hand to get up.
“All out can you believe that honey?”, he looked at Rose trying to show disappointment in his face.
When what actually happened was...
While Greg was on his way to the counter where he had spotted very attractive and delicious looking chocolate cakes through the glass counter, walking towards the counter he bumped into one of the nurses and she accidentally dropped the food she had been carrying on a tray.
“Oh damn. I am so sorry miss, how clumsy of me, I probably wasn’t looking where I was....”, he paused for a second as he took a minute to admire the sexy nurse that grabbed his attention and probably half his brain,
“...looking”, he finished his apology. Luckily everything placed on the tray were packed in zip locks so nothing needed a five second rule marathon, he helped pick everything up and assisted her in standing as well.
“That’s okay, we all make mistakes right?”, her voice so seductive it sent Greg to the moon and back.
She turned to place her food on the table, and in that moment her uniform did nothing for her self respect she intentionally bent over a bit to push the tray to the other side of the table and turned back to Greg who was still stunned by the curves presented right in front of him.
“You lose something?”, she asked as she looked at herself then looked at him with a smirk.
Embarrassed that he was caught gawking at her, he blushed but hid it with the lift of an eyebrow and covered up by giving compliments.
“How could I possibly not stare when God himself has graced me with such a site?”, he asked so plainly and expected her to be speechless, who wouldn’t be? Do people still say that?
Not impressed by his lame compliment, she still felt a little flattered that he was trying so she humoured him.
“You’re cute, what are doing here? Someone died? Sick?”, she asked.
“No matter, just trying to get a chocolate cake for my little girl”, he said so proudly.
“How sweet, you’re married?”, she asked expecting to be disappointed.
“No I’m just a father dedicated to seeing his daughter happy, that’s all”, he tried to change the topic.
The nurse smiled and moved in a bit closer as to show her sudden interest in him and reached into her pocket to remove a business card designed by herself in case someone needed it for her services, and he looked like he wanted and needed it indeed.
Greg received it and put it in his shirt pocket and smirked. He stepped away after realizing they were too close and Marianne could walk in unexpectedly,
“I’ll definitely call if I mysteriously get sick and need a personal nurse to attend to me”.
She sent him a seductive smile as she walked to other side of the table to sit down and finally have her meal, he quickly left the cafeteria back to the waiting room where Marianne and Rose were waiting for him to leave.
And now...
Rose felt sad she didn’t get the cake she wanted but nothing could be done so she asked her mother for a fruit from her parcel, Marianne gave her an apple that was in a plastic bag just above a box of spaghetti and meatballs-how sweet of Lucy.
Marianne closed the bag again, held Rose’s hand and followed Greg out the door to the car park, they got in their SUV, legally owned by Marianne through her few small side businesses.
A cute vox wagon, army green in color and black velvet seats, comfortable enough to spend the night in it. Greg quickly walked up to open the door for Marianne to score some points before reaching home and get a smile out of her but all he got was a glance of despise as she entered the car after helping Rose get in the back seat and into her seatt belt.
He closed the door after she entered and hurried to the other side to get in and started the car, he turned it off and turned to her.
“Are you okay?”, he asked her in frustration.
Marianne gave him a side look and nodded,
“I’m just hungry, can we get home fast so I can enjoy my well prepared meal?”, she asked.
“Yeah daddy I want to go home already”, Rose agreed with her mum.
Greg looked at Rose and smiled and back at Marianne, pat her thigh and started the car. Just as he put the car in reverse nurse Lucy came to Marianne’s window and knocked to get her attention and stop the motion the car that had already started, Marianne’s face lit with smile and rolled down her window.
“I’m sorry if I startled you, I thought a little Rose might want a little treat, I over heard her request and felt so terrible when she couldn’t have it”,
She said as she lifted her other hand revealing a little see through pack with a slice of chocolate cake in it.
“Were you watching us the whole time?”, Marianne asked jokingly as she received the cake and handed it over to Rose in the back.
Rose’s face lit as well as her mother's and extended both hands to receive the cake while her legs wiggled in excitement, she placed it in her laps and couldn't stop staring at the pack.
“What do you say princess?”, Marianne asked Rose who seemed to be lost in the cake before even eating it.
Rose looked up with a bright smile on her face and looked at Lucy through Marianne’s left shoulder,
“Thank you nurse Lucy, I love it”, she said with such a cute little voice it melted Lucy’s heart.
“Oh, don’t mention it. You’re my favorite person now so any time you feel like visiting I’ll keep a cake for you alright?”, she held her chest where her heart was and appreciated the gratitude.
“We better get going now, thank you again”, Marianne said smiling at Lucy.
“Of course love, you guys get home safe alright?”, she bid them farewell as the car continued to reverse and exited the parking lot.
Greg was left speechless after seeing what just happened but wondered how he was going to explain not finding the cake in the first place, but that was probably a topic for when they got home.
“So, Raphael, what’s it going to be?” George leaned forward, his expression a mixture of concern and frustration. “Are you going to get the help you need, or should I go ahead and file a restraining order? You know it’s protocol, bud.” Raphael’s eyes were hollow, remnants of the torment he had endured since losing his wife and daughter. The mention of a restraining order hit him like a punch to the gut. “I’ll do whatever it takes,” he replied, his voice cracking slightly. “I’ll go to rehab. I’ll do anything to make things right with Marianne and Rose.” He had dreaded the idea of rehabilitation, the thought of facing his demons, ever since that fateful day when he lost everything. Yet, he knew that without taking this step, he could lose even more. Marianne and Rose were worth the struggle. Within hours, two able-bodied men, colleagues of George’s, escorted Raphael home. They helped him gather what he needed, while the weight of his past loomed heavy in the air. As they drove to the
Raphael felt a surge of guilt flood his heart as he looked at Marianne. He had put her through days of pain and confusion, all while believing he was doing the right thing. In one part of his mind, he was sure that Rose would be better off, away from the storm of her parents' toxic relationship. He thought he was sparing his daughter from the same chaos that had plagued their family. Yet, in another part of him, he felt a deep, aching sorrow for Marianne. He could feel her silent anguish, the emptiness left by the absence of her only child. The thought of her missing Rose gnawed at him, and the weight of his decision pressed heavily on his chest, almost making it hard for him to breathe. He couldn't even look her in the eyes, let alone find the strength to say a word. As he stood there, unsure and tormented, Marianne’s gentle voice broke the silence. "Someone’s here to see you," she said, her tone soft yet tinged with an emotion he couldn’t quite identify. She stepped aside, and ther
Marianne stood frozen, her breath caught in her chest as she took in the sight she had dreamed of for what felt like an eternity—her daughter, Rose, safe and alive. The last few days had been a waking nightmare, each day a torturous blend of hope and despair as she searched, refusing to let go of the belief that she would find her daughter again. Now, here Rose was, only a few steps away, hand-in-hand with Raphael, the man she had once thought she could trust.Marianne’s mind spun, emotions tangling in a whirlwind that left her wordless. Fear, love, relief—all warring within her as she tried to process the moment. She couldn’t bring herself to care that Raphael was standing there; all that mattered was Rose. Even as the cavalry she had enlisted to help bring Rose back closed in around them, Marianne’s eyes never left her daughter’s. The men quickly moved to apprehend Raphael, who, to her relief, offered no resistance. His only crime had been taking a minor from her mother, a crime tha
Raphael had spent the entire night in a restless haze, his thoughts consumed by memories of his dead wife and their little girl. He hadn't slept at all, his mind haunted by the life he'd once had—a life that felt a thousand miles away now. The image of his wife, with her gentle smile and the warmth in her eyes, lingered painfully in his mind. And then there was his daughter, a fragile, innocent soul taken far too soon. He could still remember the way she laughed, the way her small hand would curl around his finger when she was afraid. The guilt of losing them weighed heavily on him, an unshakable burden that only seemed to grow with time. His heart ached, a deep, constant throb that reminded him of the life he'd failed to protect.Now, there was Rose—Marianne’s daughter. Marianne, his former lover, had left him after everything fell apart, after tragedy struck and their worlds were shattered. She had taken Rose and moved on, but fate had brought them back together in the most unexpect
The next day had arrived and Marianne was getting more and more impatient. She tried hard to keep that to herself but not all of it would stay hidden. Lucy noticed that she was stuck between losing hope and having the will to still fight for her daughter.Sometimes, her eyes lit up when she saw more armed bodyguards arrive at Lucy's house. The search was becoming more and more real, nothing like what Marianne thought it was going to be. She imagined that the solution she had in mind would have worked better, easily informing the police about the missing girl and then putting it all over the news and in the newspapers, on posters as well.She imagined that anyone would have called the police back and given them leads to Raphael because he would have been the said suspect. Marianne, at some point, even went to George about it, just so she could understand exactly why he decided to call off her plan."Marianne, do you really think that the detectives under the law are du
Chapter ThirtyThe feeling of her heart racing was driving Marianne crazy, her hands trembled so much that if she was asked to hold anything, the object would drop to the floor. She tried to fight back all the terrible things that were running through her mind for the sake of Lucy and George, yet she didn't know if she had to be mad at them too for keeping the news a secret."How could this be? This is a lie! You can't possibly…. " tears ran down from Marianne's eyes and George reached out to try and comfort her,"No! Don't touch me! You knew that this was my father but you never told me, you kept it a secret from me this whole time, and for what!?" She yelled.At that point, Marianne stood up to keep her distance from the man she called a criminal, the man that claimed to be her father."Lucy, why are you so quiet? Tell me that this is a joke, please!""Marianne, I'm just as shocked as you are right now, I had no idea that you were my sister thi