He was sitting in the park while Ethan moved back and forth, clinging to the wall of that huge pen for children, filled with games and hiding spots. It was complete fun for them, their little feet were very fast, especially after he took off their shoes and socks. He looked at him with pride, longing for the moment when his son would start walking. His first year was close, but he still hadn't begun. He was very attentive, watching in case he let go of his hands and decided to do it, encouraged by the other children who were also taking their steps. How he wished to see him walk! Or talk! While he watched carelessly, he wanted to check the time. Alice had asked for space after what happened the previous night, and that's why they had gone out all day. He looked at his wrist, but he hadn't put on his watch while getting ready so abruptly that morning. He searched in his pocket for his mobile, remembering that he had left it in the car. Perhaps calling Alice wouldn't be such a bad idea,

The fear and sadness that Robert had felt when he believed Alice had chosen her sister could not compare to what he felt now. He had arrived home before her, and after everything was ready, Mark left."You know, Alice. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. Don't you want to heal those wounds?""Don't worry, now Robert will help me. And calm Loren down. Tell her everything will be okay.""Yes, I'll talk to her right now. She's probably at the airport, I'll see if I can convince her not to come.""Thank you for everything.""One question, have you heard anything from Mary Jane?""No." It was the same thing Alice wanted to know, but she couldn't ask Mark about his date; they didn't have that kind of relationship, so she couldn't discuss that topic with him. Perhaps things didn't go well if Mark hadn't heard from Mary Jane to this day.The lawyer left, leaving them alone; Ethan was asleep.With the small first aid kit, Robert cautiously approached Alice, feeling that any abrupt movement co

That day, Alice waited impatiently for her sister's call, but it never came; instead, she received Loren's visit almost at ten at night. But not Mary Jane's call."Loren." She gave her a strong hug and then dragged her into the house.Loren was angry with Robert because, thanks to Beth, Alice almost went back to jail."Where's Robert?!" She asked angrily. "He never puts a stop to that damn crazy woman! Never!""Shh! Calm down, Loren. Robert is putting Ethan to sleep; he just woke up to eat. Right now, Bethany is the least of my worries. I'm more concerned about Mary Jane. Where's Mark?""Mary? Mark? But what's going on here? Even dad called me, as if I were Mark's nanny or his mother. Is there something or not between Mary and Mark?""I don't know, that's what I want to find out. Why haven't you talked to Mark?""But you still haven't told me what's happening with Mary.""It's just... I went to see her today. How do you not know anything?!""I know nothing! I only know about you what

"Don't you feel alone here?" Sofia went to visit her father, Simon and Alice had convinced him to talk to Henry Taylor so that he could agree to give him the share of the inheritance that belonged to the young Alice."No. I have lived in this house since you were born, why should I feel alone? Why isn't your mother there?""I guess that's why. It's very strange not to feel her in the house, too quiet, she needs it."And do you think I don't know?" It was his decision to divorce at this point of play. I don't know how it crossed his mind, but it's fine. At some point things end and that was the end of our marriage. Years of company, reduced to nothing. We always agreed on everything, we were very close. And your mother didn't have to understand everything but she accepted it. He always trusted me. And that's the most beautiful thing about a marriage, trust, even if there are differences. Trust is the essence of everything. If he didn't trust me anymore... it was logical that he wanted

"It has been very hot today," adding to that all the time they both were trying to walk, with Robert managing to get Ethan to take about two steps, very quickly while trying to reach his father and not fall to the ground.The problem is that Ethan liked the ground more and would only take very short steps, without fear, but with laziness. For walking, he was very lazy; he would immediately throw himself to the ground, grab one of the toys, and entertain himself. Soon he would be a year old; it was just around the corner, and he was babbling a lot, almost saying clear words, but not quite there. It was likely that he would speak first, as that was progressing faster. Or perhaps his young parents were eager to see their little son do one of the two things.He lay down in Alice's bed with Ethan playing on him, gradually getting tired until he was lying on his father's chest. The feeling was always pleasant, so much so that he never got used to it, because it always surprised him, that pl