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Bella had grown accustomed to the quiet life at the convent. The sisters had been nothing but kind to her, offering her shelter, care, and a sense of safety that she hadn’t felt since her kidnapping. Each day, she tried to push thoughts of Lucas and the chaos she’d left behind out of her mind, but it was impossible. She missed him, missed his voice, the way he would place his hand on her belly as if already bonding with their unborn child. But this was her reality now, hidden away from a world that had turned dangerous for her and her baby.Today, she sat on a bench outside, the sun warming her skin as she spoke with Sister Claire, one of the nuns she had grown particularly close to. Sister Claire was a gentle soul, always ready to listen to Bella's fears, and in moments like this, Bella felt a strange sense of peace despite everything she had been through."I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to repay all of you," Bella said, her hand resting protectively over her belly. "You saved m

Lucas sat across from his lawyer, and divorce attorney in the sleek conference room of Matthews & Associates. Though David had grown used to dealing with high-stakes conversations. Lucas had been a client for years, and this was the first time he’d seen him so utterly determined, eyes hard with resolve.“I’ve had enough, ” Lucas said, his voice unwavering. He leaned back in his chair, hands steepled in front of him as he stared at the two men in front of him “I want this divorce finalized as soon as possible. No more delays. No more games.”David raised an eyebrow, carefully sliding a stack of papers in front of Lucas. “I take it you’re sure this time?” His tone was cautious. “Divorce isn’t easy, especially with how high-profile this is going to be. Ava won’t go quietly, Lucas. You know that.” Thomas addsLucas chuckled bitterly, shaking his head. “Ava’s been manipulating me from the start. This isn’t the woman I married—or maybe she is, and I just didn’t see it.” He clenched his j

Ava was in the middle of an animated conversation with her manager, her frustration evident as her voice rose with each passing second. She had just been informed that they had lost yet another modeling contract. It wasn’t the first time in the past few weeks, and it was starting to wear on her nerves. She paced back and forth in her lavish bedroom, biting her lip as her manager explained the situation on the other end of the line.“What do you mean they’re pulling out?” she snapped. “I’m Ava Stone. This is ridiculous! How can they—”Her manager’s voice droned on with excuses, something about the company wanting to shift in a new direction or cutting costs. Ava barely listened, her mind racing. She couldn’t afford to lose more jobs, not now. Her career was already dropping, and ever since her public miscarriage stunt, things hadn’t gone the way she’d hoped. Instead of sympathy, she’d faced whispers, rumors, and cold shoulders from some of the most important people in the industry.A

Ava’s mother was pacing the length of her spacious living room, her heels clicking against the marble floor as her mind raced. Ava had made a mess of things, and Lucas had found out about the lies. Now, she was out of options. The situation had spiraled out of control, and there was only one person left who might be able to turn things around—Lucas’s mother.She didn’t hesitate. She grabbed her purse, slipping out of her house and into her sleek black car. As she drove to her estate, her thoughts swam with desperation. Surely Loraine wouldn’t want her son to go through a messy divorce. She would want to preserve the family’s reputation, wouldn’t she?Arriving at the grand gates of the Stone estate, Catherine took a deep breath. She had known Loraine for years—they had been cordial but never truly close.Still, this wasn’t just about her; this was about her daughter’s future, her family’s legacy. She was certain she could appeal to Loraine's sense of tradition and loyalty.The house

But there are days when Bella can't help but imagine Lucas knowing the existence of his son. And Aiden having the presence of his father in his life as he grows up.She sits on the edge of the bed, cradling her son, Aiden, in her arms. His bright eyes, so full of wonder and innocence, stared up at her as she gently rocked him back and forth. The room was quiet, the world outside still waking up, but here, in this moment, it was just Bella and her baby boy.Aiden let out a small coo, his tiny hand reaching up to touch her face, and Bella couldn’t help but smile down at him. He was perfect, her little miracle, her greatest joy. At just five months old, Aiden already had so much of his father in him. His thick dark hair, his piercing blue eyes—those were all Lucas. It was impossible not to think of him whenever she looked at her son.“Aiden,” she whispered softly, brushing a kiss on his forehead. “Do you know that your daddy picked that name for you? Even before you were born, he had alw