Semua Bab Silent Secrets Burning Love: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Bella’s POVThree years had passed since I left everything behind in New York. Now, in the calm city of Chicago, life felt peaceful. I had learned to leave my past in the past and focus on the present. Chicago was a fresh start, and here, I lived for one person and one person alone—my son.Henry wasn’t so little anymore. He would be turning ten in just a few months, and I couldn’t believe how quickly time had flown. Every day, I watched him grow, and I couldn’t have been prouder of the young boy he was becoming.“What do you want for your tenth birthday, Henry?” I asked him during breakfast, already knowing what his answer would be. Henry had a way of being predictable, and maybe it was because I was his mom, but I could always read him like an open book.“I want a pet, Mom,” he said, with a hopeful look on his face. “I want a cat or a dog.”I sighed inwardly, knowing this was coming. “Henry, you know the rule already,” I said softly, slicing through my pancake. “No pets until you’re

Bella’s POV“Oh my God, Jane! Get down, don’t let him see you—get down!”I was practically screaming. Jane froze in place, her eyes wide with panic, clearly thinking I had spotted some criminals or that the gallery was being robbed. I pressed my head to the steering wheel, my heart racing. Jane, in a complete frenzy, bent her head down close to the dashboard.“What’s wrong? Should I call 911? What happened?” Jane’s voice was shaking as she tried to make sense of my reaction. She didn’t move until I slowly lifted my head up. When I did, she began looking around frantically, but the street was quiet. Everything was still. The only sound was our breath, heavy from panic, like we had just sprinted a marathon.“What’s going on, Bella? What did you see? I don’t see anything. Are they robbing the gallery? What’s happening?”Her words tumbled out as she fidgeted nervously in her seat. My mind was racing a thousand miles an hour. I couldn’t answer immediately—my thoughts were a whirlwind. What

Lucas's POVI watched Jason rummage through his room, tearing it apart in search of something I couldn’t even name. I wasn’t sure what he was looking for, but the way he was acting, I felt a sense of frustration building inside me."I told you I’d get you another toy when we go to the kids’ store tomorrow. You don’t need to make such a mess of your already organized room," I said, my voice heavy with exasperation. I rubbed my temples, feeling the pressure mount."No, daddy!! Henry gave me that toy. It can’t just disappear. I had it right here just a few hours ago!" Jason shouted, lifting his blanket in a panic. But, of course, the toy was nowhere to be found. He looked at me, his small face filled with distress.I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "I’ve told you a hundred times, Jason. Never leave your toys on the bed. You know that. It’s on you, buddy."Jason’s face fell, but the tears were already welling up in his eyes. "I didn’t want to come to Chicago! You forced me, daddy

Lucas’s POV“Oh! I’m sorry.” Jason’s words echoed through the air as he stepped back from the young boy in front of him. Both of them stood frozen in place, clearly stunned by the unexpected encounter. Jason had rushed forward with excitement, thinking he’d found his brother, but the moment he made contact with the boy, something felt off.I stood just behind them, watching the exchange carefully. The young boy, though clearly startled, didn’t react negatively. He simply looked up at Jason with confusion in his eyes. He seemed to want to be friendly, but when his mother’s disapproving gaze met his, he stiffened, clearly trying to stay composed. He didn’t want to make a scene or do anything that might earn him a scolding. I could see the fear in his eyes. The pressure to act appropriately in front of his mother was written all over his face, as he kept his composure.It was an uncomfortable moment, one that felt like it dragged on. Jason was standing there, his arms still slightly outs

Lucas's POVMy blood was boiling. A storm of rage churned inside me, threatening to burst out in ways I couldn't control. I stood at the edge of a hilltop, the metaphorical battle within me far more intense than the one I was currently facing. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. How could a mother—no matter the circumstances—have such a hardened heart to abandon her child like this?"The only reason I’m not calling the cops on you right now is because of Jason. So you better leave before I change my mind!" My voice was a sharp bark, full of contempt. The day I took Jason to his new school was the same day Joan had decided to show her face in my house. I had no idea how she managed to find me. No clue who had told her where I lived, but it didn’t matter. One thing was certain: I didn’t want to see her. It was supposed to be about her picking up Jason, but instead, it was the complete opposite."You’re being too dramatic, Lucas. Just take a chill pill." Joan’s voice was annoyingly calm,