Matthew Anderson.Taylor searched the entire hotel, trying to find Alice, but to no avail. The woman is extremely agile in her escape, preventing her from being caught.With the little one in my arms, I try to calm him down, rocking him as I have seen many times in other people. I caress his back while I place him with his head on my shoulder. That seems to calm him down.“Mr. Anderson, I couldn’t find her.”“I imagined that. That woman must be used to running away. But it doesn’t matter. Take all the things from this room to the Penthouse.”“Right away Mr. Anderson.”I covered the little one with the blanket he was covered with and headed to the elevator, heading towards the Penthouse.When I get there, I am pleased that all my requirements have been satisfied. I sit on the couch and take out my phone.“Hello?”“Liam, I need you to come to the hotel. I’m in the Penthouse.”“Hum… if you wanted to ask me out on a date, dude, I’m sorry, but you’re not my type.”“Cut the crap, Liam! And

Vicenzo Toussaint.We have searched every corner of the hospital; we have reviewed every second of recordings from the surrounding cameras, and nothing. Our only clue is the testimony of one nurse who saw a red-haired woman leave the nursery.She did not recognize her as a regular staff member and gave the notice. However, when we received the notice, it was already too late. The woman had vanished.After three weeks of intense searching, we have found nothing. Steph believes the child has probably passed away by now.She just wants to find him so she can give him a proper burial and may his soul rest in peace. However, I do not lose hope of finding him alive. I just hope I can make it happened.The girls have grown excellently and a few days ago they were discharged. The house has become chaos!I've learned to live with five women simultaneously. Three adults and two small ones. They are all equally stubborn.After another week, Amelia and Emily will have to go back to America.Sitti

Stephanie Toussaint.Five years later.“Remember that you can remove your seat belt once the plane has come to a complete stop.”“Electronic devices such as cell phones, tablets and laptops can be used normally. Welcome to New York City. We hope you had a pleasant flight.”I sigh, looking out the plane window, observing that I have returned to the place where I did not set foot on the ground a little over five years ago, the place where I spent the worst moments of my life.“Mommy! I’m very excited to see this place…” I look at the face of my little Catherine or Cat, as we all call her, with her illuminated gaze. God! She is the spitting image of Matt.“Me too Mommy. I like that it’s winter here. Will we be able to see the snow?” Charlotte or Lottie, as we call her, she tells me. She is like me. If Cat’s hair is brown, then Lottie’s is blonde. But they both have the same thing as their father: his incredible blue eyes.I often think about what my son’s face would have been like. Althou

Vicenzo Toussaint.Once we returned to New York with my girls, doubts invaded me. Not for me, but for my family. I have worked so hard to achieve everything I have.It was nearly two years of waiting for Steph to become my wife legally, but that doesn’t mean I’ll always feel insecure about her feelings for Matt.I know Steph loves me... but I also know that, despite everything, Matt is her first love. And one that is difficult to forget. Therefore, she will always have feelings for him.For these five years, we have been living in our little family bubble. We create a routine where we are a great team, being a couple and being parents. I love my girls!Returning to New York means that, even though I want to avoid it, at some point, the girls will have to meet Matt again. I just hope the damn idiot has matured.I sigh at the incipient anxiety that comes with being back in this city.Once we’re at the hospital, I listen carefully to what Amelia tells us and I can clearly see how worried

Stephanie Toussaint.I stare at the scene unfolding before me. Matt hugs his fiancée, kissing her forehead and holding her to his chest.And to think that five years ago, it was me who he hugged madly. No, Stephanie! Don’t go there. You are a happily married woman with a great family. Missing something you had doesn’t do anyone any good.And on top of that, Matt is an idiot who hasn’t changed a thing. He cheated on you; he has a son and now he’s getting married too.I shake off my confused thoughts when Matt stares at me from the door and, without avoiding it, I hear him say, “Steph, please, can we talk?”Unable to flee the place, I put on my big girl’s clothes: I stand up straight, lift my chin, and look at him straight on, devoid of all emotion. “What do you want, Mr. Anderson?”He stands in front of me, eyes wide, as he says, “Mr. Anderson?”“That’s your name, right? Unless you are going to take your fiancée’s last name. That would be quite progressive.”His gaze darkens and becomes