Three days into their trip, things had been going well. The proposals that Damon and Alessia had given to the company were initially met with sceptical looks but in the end were received well and were in the process of establishing a cabinet. Alessia was pleased that things had been gotten off to a good start and with that news, Damon decided that they should get on with their trip and see some sights.Although Alessia was enjoying being alone with Damon without having much responsibilities to attend to, Alessia was missing her sons. Throughout their whole trip she'd barely heard anything that was going on with her boys, other than they were having fun and that they were safe with Chia and others. Every time she called, Alessia would ask to speak to the boys and she would spend over an hour each night talking about how their days went, whilst fighting against the tight yearning she felt constricting her chest. Damon often asked if she was okay after each call with a gentle look of con

Alessia deposited Sam on the leather couch in the corner next to Max who was whimpering as he cradled his right arm to his chest. Jordon closed the door to his office and let out a breath shaking his head before slumping down in the chair behind his desk. Damon was now standing next to the couch casting worried glances at Alessia who stood looking at their sons with his arms crossed.Jordon picked up a glass and the jug of water that was sat on his desk and poured himself a drink. "Just what I needed today," He sighed before taking a sip. Damon raised his eyebrow at him."Oh, I'm sure this was exactly what you needed Jordan. But alas, this isn't about you, boy." Damon quipped folding his manicured hands in front of him. "Why don't you go and check on Paige? All this stress can't be good for her in her delicate condition."Jordon rolled his eyes and stood up, casting a cautious glance at Alessia who hadn't moved an inch. "Alright, shout if you need me." Jordon wove around his desk and

Max stared at his phone absentmindedly drumming his fingers in thought against the cover of his books. Just as he decided he would call her again, his bedroom door opened as Sam poked his head in. Max stared up at his brother as he walked in and left the door ajar behind him. “Sam, are you okay?”“Hi Max,” he nodded. Sam ran his hand through his dampened dark hair, shaking water droplets from his hair as he sat down on Max’s bed. Max was just about to shove him onto the floor with his feet when his brother took a deep breath and chewed his lip in thought.Max sat up on his bed, his book forgotten and stared at his big brother. “What is it? Has something happened?”Sam shook his head, turning to face Max with a sigh. “Okay, I need to tell you something. You might not like it but I have to tell you.”“Sam, you’re worrying me. Just spit it out.” Max said, feeling a tight knot appear in his chest.“Evie asked me out.”Max stared at his brother for a moment in shock before he let out a lau