Romans & histoires Caleb Love Mom

I hear my mother's voice. My door opens and my mother step outside too. " Wait. Aren't you…" " Yup. Caleb. The one you've never liked." I say. " What are you doing here?" Mom asks Caleb. " What do you want? Aren't you done? Aren't you tired of hurting her? She loved you, so much it was irritating and you dumped her for some whoring redhead slut just because...let me think. Another rich unfortunate woman who fell for your stupid charms." Mom turns to look at me. " What's he doing here?"

I wished I could just materialize and protect my mom. However, I no longer had the chance to do that. Caleb was startled by my mom's behavior. He frowned, and a bad feeling began to well up in his heart. My mom's voice had turned hoarse from the crying. With reddened eyes, she said, "Caleb! Liddy loved you so much… How could you bring yourself to kill her? And you wouldn't even have mercy on her ashes…" Trying his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, Caleb pretended to be calm as he said, "Quit pretending! I can expose you with just a phone call!"

she asks softly, and I nod, blinking back tears. "You want to go so you can find some closure." It's not a question, but I nod anyway, my heart in my throat. Caleb scoffs. "Can't you get fucking closure here?" "Language," Mom scolds, shooting a pointed look at his daughter. "Sorry, but when my sister is spouting bullshit after not sleeping a wink last night, it's hard to keep a clean mouth," he grumbles. Mom's eyes flash. "She's not talking bullshit, Caleb. She loved him. He was her mate."

Back home, I find Mom waiting in the living room, a blanket over her lap and a single lamp glowing. “You went to the lighthouse,” she says softly. It isn’t a question. “I needed to,” I replied. She pats the cushion beside her. “Sit with me.” I do. For a long time we say nothing. The house is quiet except for the steady tick of the clock. Finally she whispers, “We’ll be all right, Scarlett.” And for the first time, I believe her. Days pass. News outlets swarm with headlines about the smuggling ring and the mysterious death of Robert Hayes. Commentators debate motives and conspiracies. Through it all, Mom and I move carefully but steadily grocery runs, quiet dinners, slow conversations about t

Hearing his words I felt a bit nostalgic and began to panic, giving free rein to my tears, which immediately alarmed him. Your mother hates me. She's trying to convince Caleb that between you and me there is something fishy Isadora will make a better queen than me, I say, sobbing, I'm afraid. I don't care at all about Caleb's title or the title he will give me when we get married but you know I love Caleb so much that if he leaves me for my sister I... I...

"Is it you, Caleb? Are you finally willing to come see me? Caleb, I'm sorry. Caleb, it was my fault. It was Mom's fault. I'm sorry... I'm sorry, my Caleb..." I said, "Mom, I don't hate you." I just do not want to love you anymore. I wish you a long life, and all the happiness you wanted. I turned around and disappeared into the air. Eight months later, I was born. Dad leaned close to me and smiled in surprise. "Serena, he really does look a lot like Caleb!" Who is Caleb? But Dad is so gentle, so warm, so familiar. I feel like I have seen him somewhere before...

"Sorry, I don't mean to be rude. I just feel that this is something you should have understood. Mia is definitely your weakness. And when you're in love, I think you tend to be more sensitive to issues." Colt was about to say something but stopped when Caleb's phone buzzed. He looked at Colton. "It's Mom."

My Mom's lips trembled, a tear finally escaping her lashes and slipping down her perfect, unaged cheek. "You have a grandson, Mom," I sobbed, the grief of a decade pouring out of me in a violent rush. "His name is Caleb. He has that little crinkle between his brows when he’s thinking about something important. You didn't get to meet him. You’ve missed out on so much of our lives, and you’re telling me to leave?"

Caleb said. He collected the medication from the nurse and returned to the ward. Sitting by the bed, he took my mother's hand. "Zoe may be gone, but you'll always be my mother. Come live with me. I'll take care of you. I promise, I'll never bond with another woman. Zoe is the only Luna I'll ever have." The moment she heard my name, tears streamed down her face. Then, she nodded silently. After she was discharged, Caleb brought my mother home. He looked after her with care and devotion.

"It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Smith. I've heard a lot about you as well." My mother gave me a knowing look and then turned back to Caleb. "Just remember, Caleb, my daughter is precious to me. Don't break her heart." Caleb's face softened, and he took my mother's hand. "I would never dream of it, Mrs. Smith. I care about River deeply." My mother nodded, satisfied, and then pulled Caleb into a hug. I could see the emotion in his eyes as he hugged her back, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for his sincerity.