(Diana’s POV)I had been thinking about my conversation with Lola. She helped me reminisce about a time when I was very happy in my relationship with Noah, but she also made me look at the relationship in a different light.“I hope you didn’t put anything in the food this time.” Noah stated with anger in his voice. What was he even angry about? I asked myself.“Why would I put anything in her food?” I placed the dishes in the kitchen sink.“You went against our agreement when you got her here; maybe you decided to do something else without consulting me.” He shrugged as he walked away.But I wasn’t done with this conversation.“You could be much nicer to me, you know,” I said, following him. “She wasn’t even thinking of keeping the child; she wanted to do away with it.”Noah scoffed loudly. “She would never have done that until s

(Third Person’s POV)Lola knew that she had to play her cards right while she was in this situation. She didn’t think the planting an idea in Diana’s head would work, and she needed a backup plan.When Lola noticed how Noah was the only one coming to see her now, she thought, why not? She wanted to poke the bear.“You remember that night you came back from an event, angry because your rival was there?” Lola tried to make Noah reminisce back to when she was playing a character in her life.It worked though.Noah gave her a small smile, “you did this thing where you helped me relax by washing my hair, drying it, letting me lay my head on your lap, then you would twist my hair till I fell asleep.”Lola smiled.While Noah believed that Lola was smiling at the memories, in reality, Lola loved that she didn’t even have to try that hard to get in between their marriage.Noah and Diana thought they were in control of Lola but Lola was bored with her life as a mother after what she had gone th

(Alphonso’s POV)I turned in my bed groggily.I definitely felt much more rested than before I went down, but now I couldn’t help but wonder how long it had been.I didn’t get much time to contemplate about that as I turned and felt myself fall back into sleep, not even recalling what had awoken me in the first place.But then I heard it again and it made me shoot up to a sitting position, “what?” I murmured as I rubbed my eyes.I looked at the door, my eyes half closed, wondering if I had imagined the whole thing. My mind was too exhausted to even think straight.But I recalled why I was here in the first place and jumped out of my bed.I hope Lily is alright. I thought as I opened the door and my eyes went wide when Frank rushed to me, “daddy!” He exclaimed excitedly.“Hello son.” I carried him up, “what are you doing here?”“I bro

(Gemma’s POV)I hadn’t planned a trip to Deadwood to see Alphonso – or bring Frank to see Alphonso.As a matter of fact, I didn’t want to be here babysitting Frank, despite how much I like him, but rather be with Abigail and Oscar.I had moves to make if I wanted to be able to get out of the mafia business and pursue my passion of being a mother and a wife – hopefully.But it was hard to make those moves with Don watching over my back all the time.My guess is he didn’t trust me yet and he needed someone watching over me. I believed that Don preferred it be Alphonso in charge of me, and he didn’t want anyone else.My line of thought was what had me going to pick up Frank, I couldn’t even say goodbye to Abigail as she would have wanted to come along with Frank and I.I never thought that I would have ever wanted to give up my life of crime for a chance to have a normal li

(Alphonso’s POV)I was at the hospital very early in the morning. I hadn’t gotten time to come see Lily between trying to find out who was threatening her and how she ended up at the hospital.I held her hand as I leaned my head on to it.“I know that I haven’t been a good husband – if I am even your husband at all – but I want to assure you that I am going to find out who did this to you.”I wasn’t sure if she could hear me or not but I wanted her to know that I was fighting for her. Something I should have done a long time ago.Chris opened the door and walked in holding two cups of coffee.“Good morning.” He handed me one of the cups.“Good morning,” I replied as I raised the cup of coffee, “thank you.”It was hot. I held it in my hands, let the warmth absorb into my hands before I held Lily’s hand.“If you