existed outside the evil stepmother in storybooks. You proved me wrong. You have no idea how many nights I stayed awake, fearing for my own, my brother’s, and my baby’s lives because you might fancy taking one of them away in the blink of an eye.
“As much as I want to harp on the past and all the monstrous things you committed to my family, you are my son’s grandmother, and for that very fact alone, I know I have to find it in me to make this work. But let me get one thing straight, Felicia. If I see or hear that you’ve abused Gian Luca, whether it’s verbally, mentally, emotionally, or physically, it will be over so fast you won’t even realize what hit you.”
My father unprecedentedly rushed towards Kimberly and gave her a warm embrace, one that displayed how grateful he was for what she had just done. “Bless your heart. Thank you. My son chose the right woman.”
Kimberly seemed choked up as she merely nodded with a smile on her face.
Felicia, on the other hand, seemed too perplexed to function.
“A thank you would not measure how indebted I am for this second chance. I promise you won’t regret this, and I’m truly sorry for your loss. You have no idea how devastated I was when I heard the news.”
The moment Kimberly was reminded about her brother, her demeanor instantly shifted. Instead of responding, she opted to nod her head as she bit the bottom of her lip, reflecting how raw the subject was still. She couldn’t bring herself to mention anything about him without clamming up, putting herself back in a safe cocoon as she quietly licked her wounds.
“Luca?” My mother’s voice interrupted my scrutinizing gaze of Kimberly. “Can we work on this?” she shakily whispered. “Because, if you’re not going to take the same stance, I won’t know what to do with myself.”
This was, by far, reaching for the abyss, but for Kimberly’s sake, I knew better than to upset her since she was the one who had taken the initiative for our son’s sake. It wasn’t easy for her, to be sure, but she had done it, anyway, because she had known it was the right thing to do.
“I can’t promise anything, but I’ll try for Kimberly and Gian Luca.” It was a measly progression, but a much better option than what I had spouted less than ten minutes ago. Felicia shouldn’t dare be picky, because this was the best I could offer her at the moment.
“That’s more than enough. I thank you both,” Felicia humbly uttered, reserved. “Your father and I won’t take any more of your time. We’ll call next time … and hopefully, you both will give us the pleasure of introducing our grandson to us. We’d be beyond grateful.”
“Of course,” Kimberly effortlessly responded. “Until next time.”
My father came towards me to shake my hand, and when it was my mother’s turn, she seemed too afraid to come near me still, obviously frightened at the thought of rejection. She opted to send me a smile, a shaky one at best.
A part of me still wanted to punish her. It took every ounce of me to nod my head towards her, as if we were truly mending things. My mind and my heart were at odds, but I knew I should support the mother of my child. I should respect her. It showed that I would support her even if my heart repelled the thought.
Shaking my head, I let out a breath I had been holding for quite some time now.
Kimberly threw me a thoughtful gaze, considering me a moment before immediately dashing towards me and hugging the living life out of me. “I love you, Luca. Thank you for giving me that. I can’t let my guilt eat away at me. I did the right thing. It was the right thing.” Her eyes sought mine, as if for understanding, for approval.
“You did the right thing, amore,” I rasped out before giving her a reassuring kiss on the forehead.
Her love brightly reflected in her eyes as she probed into my heart. “Bear with me please. I know I haven’t been the same. After the talk you had with the
“As much as I want to harp on the past and all the monstrous things you committed to my family, you are my son’s grandmother, and for that very fact alone, I know I have to find it in me to make this work. But let me get one thing straight, Felicia. If I see or hear that you’ve abused Gian Luca, whether it’s verbally, mentally, emotionally, or physically, it will be over so fast you won’t even realize what hit you.”
My father unprecedentedly rushed towards Kimberly and gave her a warm embrace, one that displayed how grateful he was for what she had just done. “Bless your heart. Thank you. My son chose the right woman.”
Kimberly seemed choked up as she merely nodded with a smile on her face.
Felicia, on the other hand, seemed too perplexed to function.
“A thank you would not measure how indebted I am for this second chance. I promise you won’t regret this, and I’m truly sorry for your loss. You have no idea how devastated I was when I heard the news.”
The moment Kimberly was reminded about her brother, her demeanor instantly shifted. Instead of responding, she opted to nod her head as she bit the bottom of her lip, reflecting how raw the subject was still. She couldn’t bring herself to mention anything about him without clamming up, putting herself back in a safe cocoon as she quietly licked her wounds.
“Luca?” My mother’s voice interrupted my scrutinizing gaze of Kimberly. “Can we work on this?” she shakily whispered. “Because, if you’re not going to take the same stance, I won’t know what to do with myself.”
This was, by far, reaching for the abyss, but for Kimberly’s sake, I knew better than to upset her since she was the one who had taken the initiative for our son’s sake. It wasn’t easy for her, to be sure, but she had done it, anyway, because she had known it was the right thing to do.
“I can’t promise anything, but I’ll try for Kimberly and Gian Luca.” It was a measly progression, but a much better option than what I had spouted less than ten minutes ago. Felicia shouldn’t dare be picky, because this was the best I could offer her at the moment.
“That’s more than enough. I thank you both,” Felicia humbly uttered, reserved. “Your father and I won’t take any more of your time. We’ll call next time … and hopefully, you both will give us the pleasure of introducing our grandson to us. We’d be beyond grateful.”
“Of course,” Kimberly effortlessly responded. “Until next time.”
My father came towards me to shake my hand, and when it was my mother’s turn, she seemed too afraid to come near me still, obviously frightened at the thought of rejection. She opted to send me a smile, a shaky one at best.
A part of me still wanted to punish her. It took every ounce of me to nod my head towards her, as if we were truly mending things. My mind and my heart were at odds, but I knew I should support the mother of my child. I should respect her. It showed that I would support her even if my heart repelled the thought.
Shaking my head, I let out a breath I had been holding for quite some time now.
Kimberly threw me a thoughtful gaze, considering me a moment before immediately dashing towards me and hugging the living life out of me. “I love you, Luca. Thank you for giving me that. I can’t let my guilt eat away at me. I did the right thing. It was the right thing.” Her eyes sought mine, as if for understanding, for approval.
“You did the right thing, amore,” I rasped out before giving her a reassuring kiss on the forehead.
Her love brightly reflected in her eyes as she probed into my heart. “Bear with me please. I know I haven’t been the same. After the talk you had with the
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