Matthew Anderson. I was in my office when I got the call from Steph, and I felt my blood freeze with fear when she told me that Antonella had forgotten Chris in the park. And in addition, she warned her not to approach me. What the hell is she thinking? Who does she think she is to intervene in my life like that? It is true that I am giving myself the opportunity to rebuild my life with her, but that does not give her the right to approach Steph that way. I’m upset, no. Rage courses through my veins. I want to smash and shatter everything in sight. I want to yell at her and teach her that no one plays with me. I call Antonella and she answers me on the second ring. “Matt? How is everything going?” With a cold and emotionless voice, I say, “That’s what I wanted to ask you, Antonella. How is everything?” She seems to think for a few moments and then says, “Everything is fine. Why do you ask?” “Where are you?” I hear the door open, and she says, “Am right here.” And there I see her

Stephanie Toussaint.When I heard Matt was asking about the girls’ birthdate, I knew right away that he was suspecting something. The three children are identical. It is obvious to anyone who sees them they have a father in common. But it never occurred to me how my stomach would turn to feeling threatened by this secret.I know I have to confess everything to Matt, and he will be furious. I know. But I do not know how. I lie down on my bed, while I wait for Amelia to bring me some grass water so I can calm my bubbling stomach.Emily watches me from the door with her brow furrowed and her arms crossed. I tell her, “Whatever you want to tell me, Emily, just say it.”She scratches the bridge of her nose and says to me, “When are you going to tell Matt that he is the girls’ real father? He has the right to know, you know?”I open my eyes wide and tell her, “I know he has the right to know. That makes it more difficult. I don’t want to get into a legal dispute with him.”“I think you’re m

Stephanie Toussaint.A mix of emotions accompanies Tom’s question. He knows perfectly well that, if the answer is yes, he will have problems with Raul and Antonella because of her sudden insecurities. Honestly, I don’t know what to do.I just look at Tom and say, “Wait a minute.”I stand up and approach Cat. “Hey, baby. What happened? Did you have a nightmare again?”“Yes mommy. The wicked man came into my dreams again. But this time, there was a woman accompanying him.”I frown and say, “And what were they doing, baby?”“They were taking my brother, mommy.”I open my eyes wide and see Enzo’s face turn pale. Quickly, I take her in my arms and say, “Don’t worry, honey. It’s just a bad dream. Come on, I’ll take you to your bed.”I watch as she yawns and rests her head on my shoulder as I take her to her room. While I carried her in my arms, I couldn’t stop thinking about Cat’s dream. They knew they had a brother and that he had disappeared. Maybe knowing that is forming a type of trauma

Stephanie Toussaint.After dinner I had with Tom and Raul last week, I decided it was time Matt learned the truth. Enzo doesn’t agree, but understands that when it comes to this, he just has to support me.I sit on the bed with my cell phone in my hand. A bubbling is felt in my belly while stress invades me. Sighing, I gather the courage to do what I have to do.As I dial Matt’s number, which rings twice until I hear his voice saying, “Stephanie? How are you?”I see he is in a good mood. “Am okay. Thanks Matt.”“How do you feel? The last time I saw you, you were vomiting your insides into that poor plant.”I feel my cheeks blush at hearing him say that. In a whisper, I say. “I’m sorry.”“Why? There’s nothing wrong with what happened, Steph. No need to apologize. Alright?”“Alright.”“Good. Now tell me. To what do I owe the honor of your calling?”I clear my throat as I say, “Do you have time now? I need to talk to you, but I don’t want it to be on the phone. It is important. Could be?

Matthew Anderson.Having Stephanie so close to me made my heart race. She fainted in my arms and instead of asking for help, I wanted to keep her with me for a moment. I snuggled her in my lap while still stroking her hair and skin. I smell her scent, remembering how intoxicating it is.Having her so close to me makes me remember my life with her and how lucky I was to have her to myself for so many years. It’s funny to realize what you had until you lose it. I’ve always known how wonderful she is, but not being able to have her with me anymore only made me miss her even more. I am deeply in love with her! And most likely I will die loving her.But honestly, I don’t care. I’ve tried to rebuild my life in the arms of another woman and look how that turned out. Antonella wanted to kill Chris. And even if she denies it and there is no conclusive evidence against her, there will always be doubt. Apart from the fact that she left him forgotten in the park. All of this only makes the situat