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Isaac stared at Eric, sensing the heavy weight behind his expression. A long silence stretched out before Eric let out a breath filled with complete exhaustion."What's happening to me, and what has me in such a mess, is that everything has blown up, Isaac," Eric confessed, his voice cracked with frustration. "My parents already know about the twins, that they're my children. Everything happened so fast. My mother came to the office and ran into Bianca outside. They were talking in a coffee shop, and I arrived right at that moment. My mother, without thinking, said such hurtful things to Bianca, and I'm to blame for letting it happen. No one has a right to make decisions about the kids except her. Bianca has been there since their birth, while I labeled her a liar and was far too cruel. All of this happening to me—I deserve it for being an idiot."Isaac's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The news caught him completely off guard, and his expression softened with genuine empathy

Despite Isaac's attempt to calm the situation, things did not end there. Eric, with alcohol coursing through his veins, kept ranting."Besides, Bianca thinks I sent some guys to kill her, do you realize that, Isaac? It doesn't make any sense!" he roared, his voice thick. "How could I do something like that, even if I hated her at the time? I could never send someone to kill anybody! I'm really not that kind of person."Isaac, realizing the gravity of what his friend was blurting out, tried to silence him."Eric, I think you should stop. Stop saying those things. There are a lot of people listening."He shrugged, dismissive."Well, I'm just saying what I feel. Everything that's happened to me. I don't understand why that should be a problem. Besides, this is none of anybody's business."Isaac rolled his eyes, his patience running out."You should calm down and be rational. You're in quite a mess. I suppose I shouldn't have invited you to drink this time, but I didn't know you were goin

The mention of the children made Eric's heart race. The hope he had felt in the morning intensified. He dropped his briefcase on the desk and leaned back against the edge, staying close to her while respecting her space."I'm listening," he began, nodding slowly. "What do you want to tell me about them?"Bianca mustered her courage. She knew this conversation was crucial for the future of their children.Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room as she gathered her thoughts."I've thought a lot about all of this. And... I think the twins deserve to have their father."Eric felt the breath leave his lungs. Was he hearing correctly? After all the pain, distrust, and rage, was she giving him a chance?"Are you... are you serious?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper."I'm serious, Eric." She nodded, her gaze firm. "I don't agree with many of the things you've done, but I've realized the children shouldn't have to pay for our mistakes. They told me how mu

A couple of days later...The phone vibrated in Julia's hand and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Isaac's name on the screen. She had agreed to the date, but nerves were consuming her. What was she supposed to wear? What topic of conversation would be appropriate? She, the nanny who barely made ends meet, and he, the wealthy, successful businessman. She felt like a complete fool. She took a breath and answered."Hello, Isaac," she greeted, trying to make her voice sound calm."Hello, Julia. I hope I'm not interrupting," he uttered with his deep, relaxed voice. "I wanted to see if you have any plans for tomorrow afternoon. I was thinking...""Well... no," she replied with a small smile. "Tomorrow is my day off, it's Saturday, actually.""Perfect. Would you like to go grab that coffee we talked about? Or, if you prefer, we can go out for dinner."Julia thought for a moment. Coffee was less formal, but dinner sounded more romantic. She felt a pang of excitement."Dinner sounds nice,

When they returned from the hospital, the silence in Bianca's car was heavy and dense, tinged with exhaustion and tension. Upon reaching Eric's apartment, she helped him inside. The place, cleared of all the mess thanks to the cleaning service he had called before leaving, still retained the scent of disaster. She accompanied him to the living room and decided it was time to leave. Her children were waiting at home, and tonight had already lasted far too long."I'm leaving. You're fine, and that's the only reason I'm here," she dropped flatly, her voice firm.She turned around and headed for the door, but just as she was about to leave, his raspy voice stopped her."Wait."Eric grabbed her by the forearm. She turned around and realized he had guided her to a bedroom—his bedroom. The room was somewhat darker, illuminated only by the light of the bedside lamp. Bianca felt a shiver of alarm. The desire in Eric's gaze was palpable, an injection of something that made her nervous."Why are