Adrian P.O.V
I arrived at the venue, and all the arrangements for the anniversary were managed impeccably by my staff. I spotted Mom and Dad in the room, engaged in conversation with some guests. I made my way towards them.
"Hey Mom and Dad," I greeted, giving Dad a side hug and kissing Mom on the cheek.
"Hello, Son. How are you? You hardly visit us anymore," Mom said with a hint of sadness.
"I'm fine, Mom. I've just been busy with work. I'll definitely come and stay with you once I'm free," I replied.
"You did an excellent job organizing everything for today," Dad said, patting me on the shoulder.
"Anything for you both. I'm glad you like it," I replied, feeling pleased as I continued talking with them and mingling with other guests.
Soon, I excused myself to attend to a few business associates when I noticed Jessica at the entrance. She immediately spotted me, and as our eyes met, she smiled seductively. She walked towards me in a short cocktail dress. Once she reached me, I quickly gave her a tight hug.
"You look so beautiful, babe," I whispered in her ear. She giggled and thanked me. We became engrossed in conversation with our friends and business partners. A few minutes later, Chloe and Justin joined us.
I was still unsure whether Chloe and Justin were a couple.
We were all chatting together when Chloe spoke with Jessica, while Justin discussed his new project with me and Noah. Our conversation was interrupted when I noticed everyone looking towards the entrance. I ignored the crowd and continued talking until Justin exclaimed, "Wow! Who is she?" This made everyone turn their attention towards him.
I looked back to see whom he was referring to and was taken aback by the sight of a stunning woman walking down the stairs. She looked breathtaking with her angelic face and alluring figure. Her brown hair was neatly styled, and her flawless face was adorned with minimal makeup. The blue strapless dress she wore hugged her figure perfectly, making it hard to take my eyes off her.
Almost everyone in the room had turned their attention to her. She descended the stairs with an air of confidence, her hazel eyes scanning the crowd. Her face lit up when she found what she was looking for, and she started walking towards the opposite side of the room, soon disappearing into the crowd.
"Who was that?" Chloe and Jessica asked in unison. I shrugged, indicating that I didn't know.
"I don't know her either," Noah and Justin replied similarly.
"She's hot," Justin commented, earning a small punch from Chloe.
"Well, has anyone met Sarah yet?" Noah asked, his comment dampening my mood.
"I haven't seen her at the party," Jessica replied.
"Do you know anything about her arrival, Chloe? After all, she's your sister," Justin asked. I noticed Chloe's expression shift from happy to irritated.
"She is not my sister; she can never be my sister," Chloe declared.
"Well, I just hope she doesn't show up at this party. At least then the engagement drama might get postponed," Jessica muttered irritably, and we decided to change the subject.
I was engrossed in conversation with a business associate from Russia about our upcoming projects when I saw her again—the woman who had captured everyone's attention. She was now talking with my mother, possibly congratulating her.
I made a mental note to ask Mom about her later. The woman had a warm smile on her face throughout the conversation with my parents.
"Babe, I'm going to use the restroom," Jessica said, heading in the opposite direction. I nodded in agreement and turned my attention back to my mom, only to find that the brunette beauty was no longer there with her. I looked around for her but couldn't find her.
"Have you seen your soon-to-be wife yet?" Noah asked a hint of amusement in his voice. Once again, someone had to spoil my mood by mentioning her.
"Well, I hope that never happens," I snapped at him.
"I'm just kidding; don't be angry," Noah said, patting my arm. I knew he was only teasing, but even the mention of that gold digger made my blood boil.
"Bro, did you try talking to Sarah about the agreement? Maybe you both can come to some understanding and cancel the wedding," Noah suggested.
"Well, she's a gold digger; she wouldn't back out of this wedding. This is the easiest way for someone like her to get what she wants," I replied.
"She was so desperate that she even signed the agreement before the meeting. She didn't even try to talk to me or hear my opinion on this whole marriage fiasco."
Noah placed a hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down. He assured me that everything would be alright, and we went ahead to enjoy the party.
While discussing upcoming projects with a business associate from Russia, I saw her again—the woman who had captured everyone's attention. She was asking the bartender for something. As she looked around the room, her eyes met mine.
Her once bright hazel eyes were now filled with sadness. I was confused but couldn't take my eyes off her. She averted her gaze, but I continued watching her, captivated by something I couldn't quite place.
"You should stop staring at her like that; it's kind of creepy," I heard Noah tease. I glanced at him and saw him smirking.
"You already have a girlfriend and a fiancée," he chuckled, making me roll my eyes.
"I had a feeling I knew her from somewhere, but I couldn't remember where," I replied.
"Then go ask her yourself," Noah said with a smirk. I decided to follow his advice and started walking towards her.
I tapped her shoulder to get her attention. As she turned towards me, I was lost in those hazel eyes. She looked even more gorgeous up close. If Jessica wasn't in my life, I would definitely ask her out.
"Hey, have we met before?" I asked. She was about to respond when I heard Dad clearing his throat on the mic.
"Well, may I have your attention, please? I'm glad everyone could join us for this celebration," Dad announced from the stage, with Mom standing beside him.
As she saw me, her smile widened, and there was a hint of amusement in her eyes, which made me narrow my eyes in confusion.
After Dad's brief speech about how grateful he was for having such a wonderful woman like Mom, he shifted the topic to my engagement announcement. Taking a cue, I excused myself and walked towards my parents, joining them on stage.
Mom gave a short speech about her excitement regarding my engagement and then announced Sarah Darrell, who would soon be my future wife.
I spotted Jessica in the crowd along with Noah, Chloe, and Justin. Jessica was smiling, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. I wished Jessica could be in Sarah's place; she deserved to be Mrs Parker, not Sarah.
Mom waved in a direction and requested Sarah to come on stage. I followed her gaze and looked for Sarah but saw no one except that brunette beauty among a few other people standing beside her. I continued searching the room but couldn't find Sarah anywhere.
"Ah, here comes my beautiful daughter-in-law," Mom said. I turned towards her and saw the same brunette beauty. She hugged Mom, who whispered something in her ear.
I was momentarily stunned—she couldn't be Sarah. There must be some misunderstanding.
"Is she Sarah Darrell?" I asked my father. He nodded, and I saw Mr. Amario walking behind her onto the stage, confirming that she was indeed Sarah Darrell.
F***... I didn't expect this now...
Sarah POVOne year laterIt’s strange how a single year can hold a lifetime of change. Sometimes, once I pause in the quiet of early mornings—before Gabriel’s little feet patter down the hallway, earlier than Elias stirs in his crib, earlier than Alessandro pulls me into his heat, I am surprised at how special existence looks now. In few years in the past, the whole thing still felt fragile, as though happiness may slip through my arms if I dared to preserve it too tightly. But now… now our household breathes with laughter, with the chaos of toys scattered throughout the floor, with the heady scent of Elias’s infant lotion and Gabriel’s crayons, with the mild hum of a family built not just from love but from resilience.I’ve long passed again to paintings, easing into the rhythm of designs and cut-off dates once more, whilst Alessandro insists on coping with the mornings with the boys adore it’s his preferred journey. And within the middle of all of it, I locate myself smiling extra w
Sarah POVThe drive home from Ester and Noah’s house had been a glowing blur of headlights, laughter hanging around me like perfume. The warmth of their place, and of people around it who loved them, stayed with me long after we had left and were walking out into the coolness of the night.My cheeks hurt from grinning at Gabriel’s attempts to play the part of Amelia’s self-appointed protector while simultaneously ordering Elias about as if he were a pint-size parent.Even now, as Alessandro unlocked our house door, Gabriel leaned heavily against his leg, fighting the sleep he swore he didn’t need. His little fists rubbed at his eyes while Elias babbled against my shoulder, moments away from collapsing into dreams."It seems that our soldier is tired," Alessandro grumbled, brushing Gabriel's hair back with our hand, as soon as we entered. His voice pushed forward the rage that he reserved for these quiet moments, when no one else could see softening in it."I no tired," Gabriel became
Sarah POVThat evening, the house looked different. Not in any extraordinary way. Ester did not have time or energy for that, but there were very few touches everywhere that made it feel special.Some strands of fairy lighting fixtures glow, and small vases of clean lilies make the desk look grimy. The recent fragrance of ripe bread and roasted chicken from Noah fills the air. It wasn't a grand competition, but it didn't want to be.It became a circle of relatives. It turned into love.Amelia was out like a calm in her little bassinet through the couch, snuggled up in this smooth, faded purple blanket, respiration all slow and consistent, definitely unfazed by the chaos, snuggled up in this soft, faded pink blanket, breathing all slow and steady, totally unfazed by the chaos. The room?Loud as hell.Laughter popping off everywhere, people drifting in, Alessandro was joking around, a few of Noah’s buddies, and even Ester’s cousin, wrangling her kids.Somehow, none of it touched Amelia.
Sarah POVThe air at Ester and Noah’s home felt softer that day, touched with something holy, something fragile. Man, the whole place just felt... alive, you know? Like something electric had buzzed into the walls. That weird mix of warm milk, lavender soap, and this sugary hint, yeah, it just hung around, dragging me right back to Gabriel’s first days.Ester was camped out on the couch, looking absolutely wiped but also kinda radiant in this new-mom way. Pride and exhaustion are a wild combo, honestly. Noah wouldn’t budge from her side; he kept fussing like the air itself might bruise her or their little girl if he let up for even a second.Meanwhile, Alessandro was parked next to me, holding Elias. The look on his face? Pure awe. You hardly ever catch him looking that soft, honestly. He couldn’t take his eyes off the baby in Ester’s arms, staring like it was something straight-up magical, like if he blinked, he’d miss the whole damn thing.Meanwhile, Gabriel, my Gabriel, was practic
Sarah POVThe late afternoon used to pass through the wide windows of the Ester and Noah's townhouse, which spread gold to the polished floorboard. The whole place was lukewarm with a calm, curious expectancy. Even though I spent the last two nights with the esters in the hospital, supporting her through her labor, at the moment, to bring my child home, felt heavy with meaning.A new heartbeat has joined our circle.I adjusted Gabriel on my hip as he squirmed, restless with excitement. He is almost two years old, he was full of energy and curiosity, his curls bouncing as he looked around. Beside me, Alessandro balanced Elias effortlessly in his arms. Elias had just crossed four months, plump and sleepy, his round cheeks squished against Alessandro’s chest.“You’re bouncing him too much,” I whispered with a laugh, nodding toward Elias.“He’s going to think your arms are more comfortable than his crib.” I suggested“Maybe they are. Besides, if I put him down, I think Gabriel might storm
Sarah POVThe apartment had settled into a quiet rhythm on Sunday evening. The kind of silence that follows a long, joyful couple of days. Alessandro was back from his business trip, having left Europe and flown all the way home to Minnesota. After reconnecting and catching up at home, much laughter, much whispering, swooning over the spaces in between stolen kisses, I was enveloped in a love-fueled fatigue.I have asked Ester to move in here until the baby's delivery, since it is not good for her to be alone when Noah is away at work. Here at least, I can be here to take care of her.Gabriel slept well, his small hands collided with his chest, gently breathing, I could hear it on the baby monitor fitted in the second room. Elias was simply lost and started fifty-two, even though they broke each other with stories. Alessandro couldn’t help but go all-in—crazy voices, wild hand gestures, the whole nine yards. Honestly, he looked ridiculous, but the man he was laughing at Elias so har