Semua Bab No More Regrets BooK 1 of the Redemption Series: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Sade’s Point of ViewMonday mornings were always hectic, but Sade preferred it that way. It kept her focused. The latest clinical trial results for the Alzheimer’s treatment she’d been working on were showing real promise, and she was deep in her reports when Cheryl suddenly leaned in, whispering with urgency.“Oh my God. He’s here.”Sade didn’t even look up. “Who?”Cheryl gave her an exasperated look. “Seriously? Adamo Rossi.”At that, Sade’s gaze flickered up briefly.Adamo had just entered, moving through the office at his usual unhurried pace, nodding in acknowledgment as people greeted him. His presence had that effortless command, the kind that made people sit up straighter, pay attention. He had grown a short beard since she’d last seen him up close, and she had to admit it suited him.She noticed. But that was it. A passing thought.Unlike Cheryl, who was practically preening in her chair, subtly adjusting her blouse and checking her reflection in her phone screen.“Does my ma

Sade’s POVSade sat in the passenger seat of her Audi, staring out at the city lights flickering past the window. The holiday decorations cast a warm glow over Chicago, but inside the car, the air was anything but festive.Marco had been acting strange for weeks, picking fights over nothing, then drowning her in affection like he was trying to make up for something unspoken. Tonight was no different. He had barely said three words to her on the way over, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel, his jaw tight.And yet, when he had seen her step out in her red mermaid style dress, his eyes had darkened with something raw something almost desperate.He reached over now, resting a hand on her thigh. “You look beautiful, baby.”Sade forced a smile. “Thanks.”It should’ve made her feel good, but it didn’t. His voice was warm, but his energy was distant.Something was off.When they arrived at Revel Motor Row, a professional photographer stood outside, capturing shots of guests as th

Anonymous POV The house was alive with the sounds of laughter, conversation, and the clinking of dishes as the family gathered for Christmas Eve dinner. The scent of pot roast and pork chops filled the air, blending with the rich aromas of Puerto Rican rice, sweet potatoes, greens, samosas, and empanadas, both chicken and beef. It was a true smorgasbord, a mix of flavors representing their blended family.Sade moved through the dining area, checking on the final touches before dinner. The Christmas tree glowed in the corner, its lights reflecting off the neatly wrapped gifts underneath. The children were buzzing with excitement, especially the one year olds, who were finally old enough to understand the magic of Christmas.She and Marco had gone all out for their kids this year. Their son was getting a brand-new PlayStation, and their daughter would be unwrapping a vanity set. The toddlers were getting their own little motorized vehicles, something they had both pointed at excitedly

Isla’s POVChristmas had come and gone, leaving behind the remnants of joy and celebration. But for Isla, there was nothing but an empty feeling in its wake. She moved through her days, fulfilling her obligations as a mother, as a partner to Shane, but inside, she felt like a shell of herself.She told herself she made the right choice, clean break, no more lingering feelings, no more complications. But if that were true, why did she feel this constant ache in her chest? Why did she crave something that was no longer hers?The truth was, no one had ever touched her the way Marco had, not physically, not emotionally. Even with Shane, it was different. He was good to her, loving, stable. But that fire, that all-consuming connection? It had never been there, not like it had been with Marco.She sighed as she stared at the text from Sade.Sade: Adult game night at our place. Bring Shane. We got Star and her man in town, so you know it’s about to be good vibes. Tell Shane to get ready to l

Sade and Cheryl's conversation flowed easily as the car hummed down the highway toward St. Louis. They’d been gossiping about everything under the sun, from Sade’s relationship with Marco to their kids, and Sade was already making plans for their upcoming celebration.“So, Marco and I are finally back to where we used to be,” Sade said, her voice light. “We’re having fun again, joking around. He's not so hot and cold anymore. The kids are doing great, too.”Cheryl nodded, a grin tugging at her lips. “That’s good to hear. I know it was rough there for a while, but looks like you’re in a good place now.”“I think so. Actually, I’m planning a birthday party for the babies. They’re turning two in March. I want to do something special, but not the usual Chuck E. Cheese thing,” Sade continued, her tone thoughtful. “I was thinking somewhere different. You know, like a kid friendly play place, but something outside of the norm. Maybe a trampoline park, or one of those big indoor playgrounds.”