As the designer meticulously took Jane's measurements, Ivan settled into a comfortable lounge chair, his gaze drifting around the boutique as he waited patiently for her.Once the measurements were complete, the sales assistant approached Jane with a question. "Would you like to see some pre-made designs for reference?" she asked, her tone eager.Jane simply nodded in response, her curiosity piqued by the idea of exploring different dress options."Excellent. Follow me," the sales assistant instructed, leading Jane towards the fitting room area.Once inside, the sales assistant gestured towards the array of dresses prepared for Jane. "I've selected a few options for you to try on. The mirror is just over there," she said, indicating the mirror located near the lounge area."Thank you," Jane replied graciously, stepping into the fitting room to begin her dress fittings.The first dress she tried on was a flowing satin gown, adorned with delicate lace detailing. Its soft pastel hues com
As Jane whispered her daughter's name, she approached the incubator where Zoe lay. Her tiny form was surrounded by medical equipments. Jane's heart ached at the sight of her daughter, so fragile and vulnerable."Zoe..." Jane's voice trembled with emotion while her eyes began misting over with tears as she reached out a trembling hand towards the incubator.Ivan stood silently beside her, his presence offering quiet support. He watched as Jane's hand hovered over Zoe, hesitant yet longing.Suddenly, Zoe stirred, her delicate fingers twitching ever so slightly. Jane gasped, her heart leaping with hope as she leaned closer, her breath catching in her throat.And then, as if sensing her mother's presence, Zoe's eyelids fluttered open, revealing two bright, curious eyes that gazed up at Jane with both innocence and recognition.Tears streamed down Jane's cheeks as she let out a choked sob, overcome with a flood of different overwhelming emotions. She reached out, gently cupping Zoe's tiny
The night of the highly anticipated event has finally arrived, with guests beginning to fill the venue. However, for Mr. Castellan, it seems that challenges lie ahead."What?! It's not possible! Find the one who did it or this will end up in a mess!" Mr. Castellan's voice echoed with frustration as he paced back and forth, his phone pressed to his ear.Despite all the precautions taken to maintain a flawless facade and ensure everything proceeded smoothly, Zeke Castellan discovers that the baby he had taken and hidden away from its own father to conceal the truth, has now been stolen. Panic sets in as he struggles to comprehend how it could go wrong at such a crucial moment."Dad? Is everything alright?" Dean's concerned voice interrupts his thoughts as he approaches his father in the hallway.Mr. Castellan swiftly composes himself, offering his son a warm smile as he places his hands on Dean's shoulders. "Ah, my boy. There you are," he greets, masking his inner panic.Dean eyes his f
While Dean and Jane were engrossed in their conversation, Lucas made every effort to capture Kaitlyn's attention."Do you really love him?" Lucas's sudden question caught Kaitlyn off guard, sparking a wave of anger within her."Excuse me?" Kaitlyn retorted, tearing her attention away from Dean to glare at Lucas, her brow furrowed in irritation."I'm just saying, if you truly love him, you shouldn't have lied to him," Lucas stated bluntly, causing Kaitlyn to flinch, feeling as though he knew the secrets she'd been keeping."You have no right to accuse me," Kaitlyn shot back defensively, pointing an accusatory finger at Lucas, who merely chuckled and gently took her hand."Kaitlyn, you've changed," he whispered, his words striking a nerve as memories of her confrontation with Dean resurfaced. They were the very words she had thrown at him during their fraught conversation.Taken aback, Kaitlyn recoiled, her wide eyes betraying her shock as she cleared her throat, attempting to compose h
Dean instinctively released Jane's hand as he strode toward his father, who was being escorted away by the officers."Wait," he commanded, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the crowd, catching the attention of Lucas, Kaitlyn, and Jane among others.The officers halted, and Mr. Castellan's face lit up with hope, only to be met with a swift punch from Dean, stunning everyone, including Lucas, who couldn't help but be amused by the unexpected turn of events."You poisoned my father-in-law?! How could you, Dad? He was nothing but good to us! That's my wife's father, damn it! Take him away!" Dean's voice rang out with authority, his finger pointed accusingly as the officers complied without hesitation."No! Son! How could you!? After everything I've done for you?!" Mr. Castellan's cries echoed as he was forcefully escorted off the premises. Dean turned to find Kaitlyn rushing toward him, embracing him tightly in relief.The sight was bittersweet for Jane. Overwhelmed, she turned awa
"What? You're... not gonna stop me?" Kaitlyn's voice trembled with emotion as her tears glistened in her eyes.Dean sighed, his gaze shifting away with sadness and resignation evident on his face. "You want to divorce me because of my father's actions. I understand if you feel like leaving me, and I'm sorry..." His words trailed off as he struggled to find the right ones.Kaitlyn's heart constricted at the weight of his apology. She realized then that Dean was shouldering blame that wasn't entirely his to bear. Guilt washed over her as she recognized her own part in the tangled web of lies and deceit.With a bitter chuckle, Kaitlyn reached out, gently cupping Dean's cheek and guiding his gaze back to hers. "I lied to you," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.Confusion clouded Dean's expression as he processed her words. "We all lie. It's not a big deal," he replied, trying to reassure her, but Kaitlyn shook her head, her tears now flowing freely."You never loved me, Dean
Dean's sorrow overflowed as he punced the steering wheel, his shouts of frustration filling the car. Tears streamed down his face, his cries echoing in the empty vehicle.In a fit of rage, Dean stomped on the gas pedal, his car speeding down the road. Tears blurred his vision as he disregarded the red light ahead, consumed by his father's haunting words."You don't deserve to be a father, my boy! You're just like me! You look like me, sound like me, and you will live like me! Hahaha! You can never run away from who you are, Dean," his father cursed, his voice echoing in Dean's mind as the jail officer dragged him back to his cell.As Dean drove, his anger boiled over, his hands trembling on the steering wheel. Thoughts raced through his mind, each one a painful reminder of his father's betrayal and manipulation. He gripped the steering wheel tighter and shouted in frustration, his voice filled with raw emotion."Why did you have to do this to me, Dad? Why couldn't you just be a decent
As the minutes tick by, I sat here next to Dean with his hand limp in mine. Tears blur my vision as I beg him to wake up, to come back to me.And yet, I can't help but feel guilty, thinking about all the times we argued, all the times I pushed him away. Zoe needs her dad, and I need him too. How could I have been so blind to what truly mattered? Regret is drowning my heart that with every breath I take it felt like I could die. But despite it all, I still hope. Hope that Dean will open his eyes, that he'll hear my words and know how much I need him. I cling to that hope with everything I've got, praying for a miracle to bring him back to me. My whispered pleas fills the space, mingling with the steady beep of the heart monitor attached on him. And as the night drags on, doubt creeps in each passing moment. What if Dean never wakes up? What if I've lost him forever?I am scared to death. I don't want to lose him. I... I can't do this without him..."Dean... Please... I'm begging yo