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This particular weekend at CHANCES was somewhat special; in more ways than one, as it turned out for Moira; though she didn’t quite realizes it at the time.By some stroke of coincidence, two kids happened to share a birthday when CHANCES took in the first group of orphaned kids. Further coincidence had it that two more kids who shared the exact same birthday were taken in over the following year. And by yet another coincidence, a fifth child born on that same date had just come to CHANCES. Even Sr Gustav initially thought Angelo was looking for kids born on that specific date; until she realised that not even Angelo had anything to do with it.“Perhaps it’s a sign that we should make this day a special one for all the kids at CHANCES.” Angelo had said to Sr Gustav back when the second set of ‘twins’ arrived. “We will commemorate it monthly and make it a special occasion for all the kids. So the day became extra special and was unanimously declared The Special Life Day. Everyone at CH

For the first time in weeks; Moira was reminded of how Angelo had ruined her life. Hearing Angelo trying to make flimsy excuses about saving her family’s haulage business made Moira’s blood boil with anger. And for a moment, she reverted to hating Angelo Manzini’s guts and regretted entertaining his ‘fake’ romantic gestures. But that was just for a moment … before Angelo made a rather shocking revelation. “I know this sounds a little too incredible to be true; but indulge me for a moment, will you? I want to let you in on some stuff that actually happened in my world; something that could have affected you in a big way if I hadn’t stepped in when I did.” Angelo shifted to the edge of his chair; leaning forward and his eyes not leaving Moira’s. Moira knew the face that Angelo had on in that moment; he was definitely about to tell her something he considered very

Moira felt like she was reliving the day she lost Tony all over again. Only, this time, it didn’t feel like Tony was out somewhere fighting for her return. It felt like Tony Scott had just collapsed and died at the altar, right in front of her, Angelo and her parents. In her heart, Tony was as good as dead; his betrayal felt worse than being forced into a sham marriage by Angelo Manzini.She sobbed all the way back home as Angelo’s words kept echoing in her head. “I can’t believe I let Tony play me like that. I am such an idiot.”“Don’t beat yourself up over that. It wasn’t your fault; there was no way you could have known about his treachery. He obviously planned it for a long time.” Angelo said quietly as he reached out to pat Moira on the back.“I should have noticed he was not sincere. What kind of woman fails to sense such obvious fake love and affection? Surely, it was all too good to be true; I should have noticed and saved myself from all the embarrassment.“ Moira pushed Angel

Unknown to her parents, validation of Angelo’s story increased Moira’s faith in Angelo, as far as his feelings towards her were concerned. Ever since the night of her birthday- the night she first slept with Angelo- Moira had somehow developed a certain bias towards everything Angelo. In her mind, she made up whatever reason she could conjure to justify everything that he had done to her and her family. Angelo could no longer be wrong about anything in Moira’s eyes. “Darling, is everything alright? I wasn’t expecting this kind of reaction from you.” Isabella reached for her drink and took a sip. “Oh, I’m fine, Mama. I’m just happy that Papa took care of the problem that’s all.” Moira giggled some more and rose to her feet. “I’ll go and check how Skinner is doing with lunch. I’ll be back in a flash.” Isabella exchanged curious glance

As the old saying goes, you don’t really know what you have until it’s gone. But fortunately for Moira Viscoli, she realised early that she didn’t need to lose what she had to recognise its worth. Something needed to be done, urgently; for the sake of her own happiness. Back in her room, Moira lay on her bed and tried to cry herself to sleep. But sleep wouldn’t come. All she thought about was the fight she had just had with Angelo. She didn’t even realize they were having a fight until Angelo threw her out of his study. She tried to convince herself that Angelo was overreacting; that he was being over-sensitive. After all, we just had casual sex a few times; we mean nothing to each other. He shouldn’t act like we are an item, Moira told herself. Yet, Moira knew that she was lying to herself. What she had with Angelo felt far more exciting than meaningless sex. And judging by his reaction to the news about Paulo De Luca, Angelo felt exactly the same. One thing became apparent to her