Elizabeth cried miserably all the way through the hospital corridor to the car. She leaned on Adam as she sobbed “Hubby …. My son….. he hates me…… Hubby, I really didn’t think that ……. I didn’t think….. my son….. he hates me…. Why would I need to live now? Oh…..oh…..” Elizabeth kept blabbering in between her sobs making all the Walters feel uncomfortable. Their little brother wasn’t wrong, but seeing mom in this state was unbearable. Luckily, they didn’t have to endure long, they had reached the car park and split up as their destinations were different. “Dad, I need to go to the company and the ladies have a catch up planned so I will send the kids home with the driver.” Mark spoke once they reached the car park. “Dad, mine too.” Veronica chimed in as she turned to Mark “Big brother, can you drop me and Peter off on your way.” Mark shrugged with a head nod. Soon, it was agreed that the kids were going to their grandparents’ place as the siblings had somewhere to had to be. Emile

The next morning Emile woke up in good spirts although she was still weak physically, everything else was progressing well. She looked at the two babies who were sleeping between her and Chris. The strange thing was both babies seemed to be more attached to Chris than her. She looked at the duo that were curled in his arms with a satisfied smile although a strange pang of loss flashed past her eyes. ‘Oh, how she wished they were his!’ But the past was not something that could be undone. “What are you thinking about?” It was the loss that flashed past her eyes that caught Chris’s eyes the moment he woke up. He didn’t know why but he felt a dull ache in his heart as blurted out the question, the answer to which he didn’t want to hear. “I was wishing that I could undo the past. That way I wouldn’t be as stupid as I was in the past and they would truly be yours…...ours.” Emile blurted in a daze without realizing. In her defence, she hadn’t truly woken up. She was still swimming in the s

Following Adam’s heart to heart with Elizabeth, she didn’t insist on going to the hospital and decided to listen to her husband to give the children time and space to heal. Without Elizabeth's theatrics, Chris and Emile had the peace of mind to slowly take care of themselves and the babies under the indulgence and pampering of the Burkes and Grandpa Holston. Grandpa Holston cherished every second with his great-grandchildren. He lavished the tiny tots with gifts; he gifted the duo a private villa each in Maldives in addition to all the other gifts he brought them. It was almost as though he got infected with the shopping ghost, going berserk shopping all the toys and dresses, he could get his hands on. Chris and Emile repeatedly advised Grandpa Holston not to waste gifts on the tiny tots who had no idea what was happening; Every time they advised him, he would laugh and say that his coffin was rather thin and he couldn't take anything with him when he left. Emile and Chris could only

Eva waited for the next time I12 came to deliver food for her. It took another 2 weeks before I12 finally appeared before her. Eva put on a docile appearance and stuttered as she asked with a face full of hesitation “That…. That …. That…. Can I ask if you were the one who was with me for the last few months?” “Che!!!” I12 sneered “Did you really think that after 20 years, second young master suddenly took a fancy to you? Are you worthy?” “Yes, that was my wishful thinking.” Eva smiled with a face full of remorse “But I have woken up, since there is no fate, there is no need to waste anymore of time. I have already given 20 years.” I12 really wanted to slap the woman who was performing a lousy act in front of him, but he had to hold it in. His chief had told that it was more fun to see this person’s expression after crumbling their sandcastle. However, for that, he had to patiently endure till the person finished building their sandcastle. Luckily, unlike his other brothers, his stre

Eva’s days weren’t hard just monotonous but for someone like Eva whose sole existence was based on being the centre of attention, this was worst than death. She tried to get on I12’s good books without making any progress. The only proof that she existed, and that life was going one, was her increasing tummy. No one cared about Eva’s disappearance, not even the brother whose success was written with her life. The saddest thing was that he never bothered to even enquire where she was, when she failed to return home. He knew that she had been kicked out of Walter residence and the only place she had to go was their home and yet he didn’t even give it a second thought when she didn’t turn up for days. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and yet no one seemed to remember the existence that was once the life of every party in the elite society. Finally, Eva’s delivery date arrived; although Eva would never have chosen to give birth to this child, as time went by, so did her f