Bonds

Chapter 126

-Maya’s POV-

I stormed out of the study, the echoes of my words bouncing off the walls like angry bullets. Halfway down the hallway, Ivan met me and without a word, he shrugged off his jacket. I took it from him with a mumbled word of thanks, the oversized garment swallowing my small frame. It reached mid–thigh, the sleeves hanging far past my fingertips.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice soft and gentle.

I managed a shaky nod. “I just need to get the twins. We’re leaving.”

He scanned the hallway, his brow furrowed in skepticism. “Do you want me to come with you? Or maybe I should just wait here?”

My heart ached at his question. He was too good, too understanding. I didn’t deserve his unwavering loyalty after everything I’d put him through. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips, barely reaching my eyes. “I’m sure they’ve missed you and would want to see you.”

With a shared glance, we set off towards the garden. The walk seemed longer than it should have been and as we rounded a corner, the sounds of children’s laughter reached our ears. Relief washed over me, warm and sweet. There, in the heart of the chaos, my little ones played, oblivious to the turmoil that surrounded them.

For a moment, I just stood there, watching them. Ivy, with her mess of blonde curls and boundless energy, bounced around like a dandelion seed in the wind while Nate chased after her. A pang of envy stabbed at me. To be them, innocent and carefree, untouched by the harsh realities of the world. It seemed a lifetime ago that I had known such carefree joy.

Suddenly, Ivy’s gaze landed on us. With a shriek of delight, she abandoned her being pursued and launched herself towards Ivan. Her laughter echoed through the garden, a melody that chased away the shadows in my heart for a fleeting moment.

She collided with him in a whirlwind of hugs and excited chatter, burying her face in his chest. Ivan caught her effortlessly, his large frame dwarfing her tiny body. A smile, genuine and heartfelt, spread across his face.

Nate followed suit, though with a touch less enthusiasm. He mumbled a greeting, his head downcast, and shyly wrapped his arms around my legs. I scooped him up into my arms, his warmth a comforting weight against my chest.

“I’ll send for their things later,” I said to my mother with a smile as we passed her. She nodded in understanding watching until we entered the car.

The car ride was filled with the cacophony of childhood. Ivy bombarded him with a barrage of questions about where he’d been. I could see a strained smile playing on his lips as he tried to entertain her endless curiosity. Finally, we pulled into the familiar driveway.

take a quick shower,” I

nodded in understanding. “No problem. I

bathroom, I turned on the shower, the hiss of the water a soothing balm to my

my body, I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. But the images, the sounds, the echoes of the confrontation in the study, all played on repeat

bathroom began to clear. Stepping

greeted me. The day had already begun to fade,

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entered, a tired smile gracing his features. With a gentle touch,

he said, his voice

at the peaceful scene before me. “They must be

softly. “They’ve been keeping me busy,”

from playful amusement to something deeper. He stood up, his eyes searching mine. He reached out and

It wasn’t the way I wanted things to

in my gut. Here he was, apologizing for something that, in the grand scheme of things, paled in comparison to the

smile onto my face. “It’s okay,” I mumbled,

high probability, a near certainty, that I would lose him soon. I wouldn’t waste these

he began, then hesitated. He seemed to be choosing his words carefully. “It gave me time to think. And with the growing chaos in the city… what if we

momentarily stunned by his

his voice urgent. “We could start fresh somewhere new, somewhere quiet. The company is doing well, and I could move the headquarters. You could work for me. We could finally have peace, away from all the drama. All

to process the whirlwind of possibilities his words presented. The promise of a new beginning, a fresh start, sounded so

good to be true,

family, the constant threat of violence, the memories that

speak, but before I could get a single word out, he cut in. “Just

had formed on

into a tight embrace, his arms a comforting haven. As he