"He just gave up that easily," I thought to myself and fell flat on my bed. I felt hot tears threatening to come out of the edge of my eyes.Dad has clear intentions towards mom and us. His motives are clear. He only wants to be a part of us and to take responsibility for every mistake that he did. We cannot stop just like that. Not when everything we want is within our reach. A simple conversation is the only thing they need to fix everything. A simple conversation to make things right.I carefully went out of my bed, making sure not to make even the smallest noise.I twisted the door open carefully and closed it back before tiptoeing down the stairs. I started looking for the keys inside the plant box that was placed in the living room. I know that sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night is dangerous, especially for a small kid like me. However, I had to do something. Charles is already giving up and everything we worked hard for is going down the drain

Charles is a sleepyhead, and it's always hard to rouse him up. He never wakes up at the first time I shout his name in the morning and yet hearing my voice was enough to wake him up today."Yes, it's me," I told him sweetly, and sat on the edge of his bed. I rubbed his hair softly and smiled at him."Your not sick anymore?" He asked. This time, his eyes are now fully opened."No, I'm okay now."My brows knitted together when he coughed deeply. "Are you okay?" I asked him worriedly and placed the back of my hand on his forehead. "Charles, you're having a fever!" I exclaimed.Charles sniffed. "I feel cold." He tucked his blanket closer to his body, shaking."It's okay, you'll get well soon. You just need to take some medicine." I smiled at him.I looked at Charlie's bed, hoping to see her, but I was surprised when I found it empty."Where's Charlie?" I asked Charles."I don't know, I just woke up," he said in a weak voice.Thinking tha

I gasped in fear and my hand instinctly covered my mouth in shock when I recognized the men who kidnapped my daughter. Tears pooled out of my eyes as I saw how they harshly handled her and at how frightened Charlie was.Jerome carried her like she was nothing all I could see in my daughter’s face was fear. Fear for her life.I still remember their names, Jerome and Braden. How could I forget the name of the person whom I had nightmares of trying to catch me in the dark, taunting me, trying to kill me.I knew what it felt to to feel small, to feel helpless in front of a dangerous person that you don’t know. It isn’t them that makes you feel scared, but the uncertainty of what they might do to you and what can happen to you and the people that you love.Charlie is just four years old, she needs me. She can’t be alone feeling all that.“My baby,” I murmured in tears.I felt Warren’s hand around me, caressing my sho

Ivy’s POVMy anger flared up at her insults. This little devil thinks that I’m a joke? Who is she to call me that when she knows nothing at all. “You don’t know me and you don’t know where I’m coming from. All of this wouldn’t happen if your mother didn’t betray me and snaked herself into Warren’s life.”“My mother can do anything she wants, but it’s always up to my father if he would like her or not. Don’t blame everything to someone. He just doesn’t like you for some reasons.”“No!” I yelled, interrupting her. “Warren could have loved me and we could have been married with our own children if Bella is out of the picture. Bella is a liar. She lied and fooled me and I just did the same thing to her.”*********10 years ago“Please Bella come on. You don’t have to do anything, you just have to sit next to me so I can watch him pra

"Ivy?" Warren asked questioningly. I turned around and saw him come out of his penthouse confused.I pocketed my phone behind my jeans and looked at him nervously.We have been texting regarding the wedding that is happening tomorrow. I texted him and told him to come out of his house because I'm here on his front door."I thought you were joking. How long have you been here?" He asked me with a smile. I didn't answer him. "You should come inside, it's so cold out here.""No," I declined politely. "I won't be long. I just came here to ask you a question and I want to see you answer personally."Warren inserted his hands into his pocket and nodded his head, shaking his hair. "Sure, go ahead." He looked like he was feeling cold, but I couldn't feel anything."I just want to remind you that you are marrying my bestfriend.""I know that.""I'm not here to tell you what you already know. I'm here to tell you that if you had hurt her in any way, I w