(Blake's POV)As soon as I stepped foot in the airport, I could feel the weight in my heart. It has been six months since I left the country, pretending to everyone, to Sadie, that my business trips were unavoidable. I was well aware that I was unjust to her, but it would be even more unfair if I claimed to be in love when I was no longer sure.The bright morning sun shone happily in the sky. Its sunlight shimmered on the crowd, bathed the surroundings, and its warm light promised excellent weather for any occasions ahead, but my heart seemed to have been overcast with dark clouds, and it had never stopped crying for months. Now that my heart is quiet and calm, I think I could face Sadie without comparing her to Tara. It was like I developed my mantra that my brain had to remind my heart every day that Sadie was my first love, my forever love.Matthew greeted me at the airport, but we were quiet until we reached

(Tara's POV)I was staring at the sky for a long time as if waiting for a miracle to happen. It was like looking at a postcard, the blue sky was perfect, but I guess nothing is constant that even the sky was changing. Big clouds formed above that darkened the sky, hiding the sun. I began to move my wooden easel, and I stood up to switch on the light in the veranda. When I went back to my seat, the rain started sprinkling onto the ground. The rainfall became strong, making me remember that first time that I could not go home because the rain was not stopping as if heaven did it on purpose to imprison me to that office to be with Blake for a long time.The door behind me opened, and even if I did not turn around, I would know the person who came out was Stella, holding cups of hot choco. She gave me the other cup and walked towards the railing to look up at the sky.She took a deep breath, turned to me, and then s

(Blake's POV) “You have your own children, Mr. Williamson?” Ben asked, lowering his gaze at the ring on my finger.My right eyebrows lifted, thinking what he meant by his question. “If I had, one thing for sure, I won’t allow my child to be playing or wandering alone by the beach. We never know when an accident happens,” I explained with a hint of anger in my voice.“Yeah, you’re right,” He agreed, gazing at his secretary.She looked down again, nibbling her lower lip as she tried to stop her tears.“Was she your daughter?” I asked, curious and hoping that his answer was no, although he seemed to know the child very well.“If we’re still talking about Bree, then she is.” He said. “And I’m fortunate to have gifted and beautiful daughters, Mr. Williamson,” He proudly shared with us. “I was hoping to have another

(Tara's POV)My heart ached as I watched Bree lying in the hospital bed. I clutched the hem of my shirt, consumed with worry as this was the first time she fainted. The hospital was small, and I had been hoping that I would bring her to a big hospital for a check-up when she got older. When I gave birth to her, she seemed to have a normal heartbeat, but when she reached the age of three, I would notice her having shortness of breath, and she would complain she got tired quickly after playing for a short while. Stella and Ben insisted that we had her check, and that was when the doctors found out that she had heart arrhythmias.When the door opened, I turned my head quickly and fixed my eyes again in Bree. Stella dashed to me. Dr. Jem Cunha, Bree’s doctor, and our friend followed her.“Tara,” Stella held my hands for a while and then checked on Bree. She kissed her hand and turned to me. She sto

(Tara's POV)I never thought love and hate could still ignite a fire. He was burning with desire as he kissed me again, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and when he left my lips, he kissed the hollow of my neck down to my shoulders, nibbling and tasting my skin. When I tried to raise my hand to touch me, he hissed.“Don’t you dare touch me, Tara,” He growled like he was going to bite if I insisted on holding or touching him.My hands trembling and my heart thumping hard, I held on to the edge of his table and closed my eyes tight when he unclasped my bra but ripped my undies. I gasped as his hand started moving down to my core, and his fingers started brushing my pearl. It sent me tons of tingling sensations that I haven’t been felt for a long time. I bit my bottom lip, trying to stop myself from moaning.  But as his nose glided down my breasts, I could not resist moaning with ple