"D'Andre," Aunt Daisy began gently, her eyes searching his, "before we continue talking about Maiari, can you please explain what happened? Why were you so unreachable?"D'Andre sighed, his gaze dropping briefly before meeting Aunt Daisy's concerned eyes. "The moment I found out that Maiari was here, I felt a sense of relief. I knew she was safe with you, and being with family would comfort her. I decided not to intrude on her life because I believed that giving her space and time to think would help heal any pain or resentment she might have towards me. I thought it would be detrimental to her and our baby if I interfered and added stress to her life. So, I made the conscious choice not to disrupt her peace. Instead, I focused on bettering myself. I poured my energy into endeavors that I hoped would make her proud, endeavors that our future child would be proud of. My father established a new company, and I took on the role of managing it. I became engrossed in meetings with business
D'Andre felt a whirlwind of emotions surging within him—pain, disappointment, and a deep sense of longing. He knew he couldn't change Maiari's choice, but he also knew that he couldn't let her go without at least trying to speak to her one last time.He stood up abruptly, his decision made. "I have to see her, Uncle Mike, Aunt Daisy. I need to talk to her, even if it's just for a moment. I owe it to myself and to her."Aunt Daisy smiled through her own sadness. "We understand, D'Andre. Follow your heart, and whatever happens, remember that we love you like our own."Uncle Mike patted D'Andre's back in encouragement. "Go now, son. Time is of the essence. Who knows what might transpire at the airport? And whatever you do, be honest and sincere. That's all you can be."With newfound determination, D'Andre thanked his aunt and uncle for their honesty and support. He knew he was facing an uphill battle, but he also knew that he had to try. With each step he took towards the airport, his he
My Dearest D'Andre, I hope this letter finds its way to you, for it carries words too heavy for my heart to bear alone. In the quiet of this room, as I write these lines, my tears blur the ink, and the weight of my choices presses upon me like an unyielding burden. Firstly, I want you to know that every word I pen is a piece of my soul, torn and fragile, meant only for your eyes. I wish I could say these words to you in person, looking into your eyes, feeling your presence beside me. But I find myself incapable of doing so, for fear that my resolve would shatter. There's a part of our story that I've kept hidden for so long, D'Andre, and it's time I lay it bare. That summer we spent together was not just a fleeting moment of passion; it was a profound and life-altering experience for me. I fell deeply in love with you during those sun-kissed days and starlit nights, under the canopy of a thousand whispered secrets. Our intimacy, both physical and emotional, forged a connection I ha
As D'Andre held that single, cherished image of Maiari as a baby, a wave of emotions crashed over him, drowning his composure. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the photograph that now seemed like a lifeline to the woman he loved. He fell to his knees, clutching the picture to his chest, his cries echoing through the empty airport terminal."Why, Maiari? Why did you leave?" His voice quivered with anguish as he spoke her name, as if the very utterance carried the weight of his heartbreak. "What did I do to make you go? Was it because of my mistakes, my lies?"D'Andre's mind raced with questions, his thoughts tumbling over each other in a torrent of confusion and sorrow. He had believed that giving her space was the right thing to do, that time apart would heal their wounds. But now, as he knelt on the cold airport floor, he couldn't help but question his decisions."Did she ever get my messages, my apologies? Did she know how much I missed her, how I longed to see her again?" His
As they basked in the afterglow of their graduation and the light-hearted teasing, Castor, Catalina, D'Andre, and Taylor decided to discuss their future plans. After all, this was a turning point in their lives, and decisions had to be made."So what's the plan?" Castor inquired, his eyes dancing with curiosity.D'Andre directed his question towards Castor and Catalina. "You guys are getting hitched, right?"Castor's eyes widened, a mixture of excitement and mild panic. "Well, yeah, eventually. I mean, I want to, but we need to plan it properly. It has to be the most beautiful wedding in the world."Catalina couldn't help but chuckle at Castor's earnestness. "He's right, you know. We can't rush into something like this."D'Andre joined in the laughter. "Seems like someone's thinking twice before speaking now."Castor grinned sheepishly, admitting, "Well, you know, when you're talking about marriage, it's kind of a big deal."Catalina playfully nudged Castor. "See, that's the kind of t
Switzerland welcomed D'Andre with open arms, its pristine landscapes and charming cities ready to offer a respite from the chaos of his thoughts. The moment he stepped off the plane, the crisp Alpine air filled his lungs, carrying with it a sense of renewal.Zurich, with its bustling streets and elegant architecture, was his first stop. The city hummed with life, a stark contrast to the stillness of his mansion back home. D'Andre wandered through the Old Town, marveling at the medieval buildings that seemed frozen in time. The aroma of freshly baked pastries from a nearby bakery wafted in the air, and he couldn't resist indulging in a warm croissant.His next destination was Lucerne, a picturesque town nestled beside a cerulean lake, surrounded by towering mountains. D'Andre took a leisurely boat ride on Lake Lucerne, the pristine waters reflecting the azure sky above. It was a moment of serenity, a reminder that beauty still existed in the world.In Interlaken, D'Andre found himself
His car came to a halt in the bustling drop-off zone, and he stepped out into the chaotic whirlwind of travelers and luggage. D'Andre had just arrived at the airport, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Maiari and their daughter, like an old habit. He remembered the time where he was dying to find them here. As he made his way through the crowd, his heart heavy with the weight of the past four years, he suddenly collided with a young girl. She couldn't have been more than four or five years old, and tears streamed down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails on her face."Hey there, are you okay?" D'Andre asked, concern immediately replacing his own troubles. His voice was gentle as he crouched down to her eye level.The little girl sniffled and nodded, her big, watery eyes still filled with distress. "I can't find my mommy," she said, her voice trembling.D'Andre's heart went out to her. He knew all too well the feeling of being separated from a loved one. "Don't worry," he reassure
D'Andre's heart skipped a beat as he turned to see the woman Andrea was pointing at. His breath caught in his throat as he realized that it was indeed Maiari. He quickly put on his shades to hide his emotions, feeling as though he had seen a ghost."Hey! D'Andre, come to me. Let's go; I'll introduce you to my mommy!" Andrea urged, tugging at his hand. But D'Andre's heart pounded with nervousness, and he knew that this wasn't the right time to reunite with Maiari."You go first, Andrea," he managed to say, his voice trembling slightly. "I'll follow you.""Okay," the little girl agreed, heading toward her mother.As soon as Andrea was out of sight, D'Andre turned and walked away, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions. Seeing Maiari again had stirred up a whirlwind of feelings, and he needed time to gather his thoughts and prepare himself for the moment they would inevitably meet again."Mommy!" Andrea exclaimed joyfully as she ran toward Maiari.Maiari's face lit up with relief and