It had been a week since he asked that question and was left unanswered. Jilly was still in the hospital and she would be for another week before she could go home. The doctor needed to make sure her condition was stabilized before releasing her from the hospital. In the meantime, the doctor recommending a therapist for her to start the treatment for her muscles and it would start this week. She could save everyone the energy if she could improve throughout the treatment in the hospital. “Where have you been?” Jilly asked her incoming guest. “I went back home for a while and visit our daughter. She’s asleep now.” Cayne replied as he walked closer towards the bed. He sat on the edge and caressed the side of her face lovingly. He had a huge hope of Jilly to see their daughter soon, that was all he wanted. “That’s good.” She nodded weakly. She knew what he wanted and she only

Antonio sat on the single couch in a familiar house office. He looked relaxed and comfortable sitting on the couch while sipping on some expensive wine in someone else’s house. He was waiting for the owner of the house to be back. Sipping some of the wine, he put his elbow down on the armrest of the couch. “Don’t make yourself too comfortable, bastardo.” He commented while walking into the room. “Well, I feel like home. Mama said to do so.” Antonio shrugged and put down his wine glass on the table in front of him. “Who the hell is mama?” His voice was not friendly at all. “Mama Mariah, of course the one and only.” His mischievous smirk was on, he loved teasing him. “Don’t call my mother, Mama. You have no right.” He almost cursed at Antonio for being such a dick to him. &ld

“You wouldn’t think I get banned from coming to Italy?” Cayne asked in worry because they were going to fly today. They didn’t prepare anything else but themselves. Up until now, Jilly had not seen their baby and they were going to be on the same plane. Just the day before, Jilly decided to stop having midwives. “If you do, do you think it was the DEA’s doing? No, it will be Marcus’ and he won’t do that.” Jilly replied and gave him a look of being stupid. She had been preparing for the flight ahead. She was thinking about her daughter and it got her nervous just thinking about being in the same room. There would be a possibility that Jilly would ask Grace to be put in the bedroom of the jet while she and Cayne would be in the sitting area. She didn’t know why, she was just not ready to face her yet. “You know he hates my gut, right?” He tried to jog the memory of how the last time they had encountered in Italy. “Of course, how could I forget.” Jilly shrugged

Jilly sat on the bed and her eyes found those mesmerizing brown eyes just like her father’s. She could see the resemblance between the father and daughter. How could that be possible? Jilly thought Grace was all the way like him until she showed Jilly her few teeth smile. “Mama,” again, Grace called Jilly with that smile and she couldn’t help but break into a smile too. That was the definition of happiness to Cayne. He watched that unfold in front of his eyes, something he had been dreaming of coming true. Grace swayed into her mother’s arm and Cayne placed her where she belong and should be. Jilly accepted Grace and brought her into her chest. She was feeling one of everything, she couldn’t describe how she felt at that moment. Nobody could describe how it felt to hold their child for the first time other than pure happiness and bliss. She kissed the top of Grace’s head lovingly

“Don’t you think that she looked familiar like you’ve seen her once or twice?” Jilly asked him as they were laying down on the bed in their room, Grace was fast asleep in her room. “Cayne!” She snapped at him as she didn’t hear any answer. When she turned to look at him, turned out he was busy with his phone. Jilly could see that he was doing business.   “Sorry,” he quickly apologize and put his phone down. “Her?” He asked to make sure that he got what she was talking about.   “Leira.” She sighed and understand that Cayne had a business to run even from abroad. “I feel like I have seen her before but never really met her.”   “She does look familiar. Feels like I saw her in a nightclub when I visited one in French.” Cayne replied. Looking back at Leira, he only saw her briefly at the hospital but today, he got to see her up close and for a while.   “She is from French,” Jilly confirmed.