Semua Bab Seduced by His Touch: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The park was serene, the morning dew still on the grass as Leo and Liana sat on a squeaky wooden bench. The air was filled with the faraway chattering of birds and the sound of soft leaves rustling. Leo shifted uncomfortably, his hands awkwardly positioned on his knees. He glanced over at Liana, who was busy tying the laces of her sneakers, her small fingers working diligently."You like the park?" Leo asked, his voice gentle, trying to break the ice.Liana's eyes met his, her big brown eyes looking up at him. "Yeah, it's nice here. Mommy brings me sometimes." Her voice was soft, almost a whisper, but there was a spark of interest in her eyes.Leo nodded, a lump in his throat. "I used to come here when I was your age. With my dad."Liana's eyes grew wide. "Really? What was he like?"Leo hesitated for a moment, memories flooding back. "He was. hard. But just, I reckon. Taught me to ride a bike here."He smiled weakly, the memory bitter-sweet.Liana tilted her head to one side, her expr

The kitchen was a minefield, the air charged with tension, unspoken resentment and passive aggression bubbling beneath the surface. Amara's back was to Leo as she stood by the sink, her hands trembling as she washed a stack of dishes. Leo leaned against the counter, arms crossed, jaws clenched. Liana sat at the table, coloring book neglected as she looked at the floor, her little shoulders hunched."This isn't working," Amara exclaimed, her voice breaking the silence. "You're constantly undermining me in front of her."Leo's head snapped up. "Undermining you? I'm attempting to get involved. You're the one who won't let go."Amara wheeled around, her eyes afire. "Let go? You disappeared for five years, Leo. Five years! Do you expect me to just release the reins?"Liana's eyes darted back and forth between them, her small hands clasped over the edge of the table. "Stop arguing," she panted, but neither adult saw."I didn't disappear," Leo shot back, his voice rising. "You sent me away.

The sun had streamed through the blinds, casting soft shadows on the floor. Leo sat at the kitchen table, his coffee half-empty and cold. His mind was elsewhere, tangled up with images of Liana and the fragile bond they were creating. He had spent the whole night awake, his sleep haunted by visions of her small face, streaked with tears and a fear he had created.Amara entered the kitchen, her hair dripping wet because she had showered. She looked at Leo, her expression cold. "Good morning," she said, her voice cold.Leo got up, his thoughts immediately centered on the moment. "Morning," he replied, his voice just as somber.The air between them was thick with unspoken words. Leo sensed the tension, the same tension that had driven Liana out the night before. He knew they needed to talk, to discuss the elephant in the room, but he had no idea where to begin."Liana's upstairs getting ready for school," Amara finally answered, tension between them dissolved. "She's. she's been asking m

The hospital room was filled with the antiseptic scent and soft beeping of equipment. Liana lay in bed, her small body thin against the white blankets. Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow and pained. Amara sat beside her, her hand clasping Liana's, her own eyes red-rimmed from tears.Leo entered the room quietly, his heart dropping at the sight of his daughter. The school had called him in a panic—Liana had suddenly come down with a high fever and was vomiting. The doctors diagnosed her with a severe case of the flu when Leo got to the hospital."Hey," Leo said softly, his voice echoing through the silence.Amara looked up, her face filled with fear and exhaustion. "She's been like that for hours," she whispered, her voice trembling.Leo stepped closer, his eyes fixed on Liana's face. "What did the doctors say to you?""They. they explained it's severe," Amara spoke, her voice breaking. "She should rest and get plenty of water, but. I'm really scared, Leo."A lump developed in

The city skyline stretched out before them, a tapestry of steel and glass bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. Liana stood at Leo's floor-to-ceiling window, her small hands pressed against the coolness of the glass. Her eyes were open wide with marvel at the view—the crowds of people down so far below, the sparkle of the far-off river, the seemingly boundless stretch of buildings that seemed to touch the sky."This is amazing," she gasped, her voice filled with awe.Leo rested against the desk next to her, a smile spreading over his face as he observed her. "Yeah, it is," he whispered. "But not as amazing as you."Liana turned to him, her eyes still aglow with excitement. "Do you go up here every day?""Most days," Leo replied, his voice gentle. "It's a nice place to think."Liana's gaze drifted back to the window. "I wish Mommy could see this."Leo's smile lessened a bit, but he didn't reply. Instead, he gestured toward the leather chair in front of his desk. "Want to take