Bonds

Chapter 142

-Maya’s POV-

The moment the words left Alex’s lips, a hollow ache settled deep within my gut. “There is no fight back,” he said, his voice flat and devoid of life. It was like watching a flame flicker and die – the fire that had always burned bright in his eyes extinguished.

Even with Natalia whispering explanations in my ear just moments before, the truth slammed into me with a brutal force. He was scared. Afraid to even approach them.

I didn’t know the details of what transpired between him and his father. From the way things were going, I could only imagine the man was a walking nightmare, someone who’d left deep scars on Alex. He was terrified of becoming the very monster his father might have been.

Ignoring the chaos swirling around us, I knew I had to act so my feet led me straight to him staring at the lake. His posture lacked the usual confidence and it was in that moment that I knew I didn’t want to lose him.

So when I said I forgave him, I meant it and when I said it was time to fight back, I meant it too but there was something even more important to do right now.

Alex needed to meet his children.

He hadn’t spoken a word since I’d gently insisted he couldn’t avoid them forever. Now, he paced outside the room like a caged animal, his anxiety palpable. Meanwhile, inside, I prepared the twins. It was a delicate task, explaining such a complex situation to three and a half year olds.

Especially Ivy. My sweet, sassy little girl. She was the one who clung most fiercely to Ivan.

“Mommy, where’s Ivan?” she’d asked earlier that day, her voice thick with a confusion that tugged at my heartstrings. There was no easy answer, no simple explanation that wouldn’t send her little world spinning.

Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage. It wouldn’t be a perfect conversation, there would be bumps along the road, but it had to be done. It was time for them to meet their father.

“Sweetie,” I began, my voice as gentle as I could muster, “remember how we talked about families? How sometimes families are big and sometimes they’re small?”

Both Nate and Ivy nodded, their bright eyes fixed on me. “Well,” I continued, “today, we’re going to meet someone who is a very important part our family. Someone you haven’t met yet.”

“His name is Alex,” I continued, my voice dropping to a soft whisper. “And he’s… well, he’s the reason you and Nate are here.”

of

Silence descended upon the room. My words hung in the air, a foreign concept waiting to be digested. Nate tilted his head, a question forming in his big blue eyes. Ivy, however, remained blissfully oblivious.

“But where’s Ivan?” she piped up, her lower lip trembling slightly.

Explaining was a task beyond my current vocabulary, at least for their young ears. Instead, I opted for a gentle redirection. “Honey,” I said, scooping her onto my lap, “Ivan isn’t our family anymore. He stopped being nice to us and did some very bad things. Well, Alex is different. He’s kind and brave, and he wants to meet you and Nate very much.”

don’t want to meet this new person but if

This breath

for a moment then squeezed. Ivy looked in between the two of us then puffed out a breath before squeezing. I let out a

back, I stood up. “Come on. Let’s

the door, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Alex stood outside, his back ramrod straight, but with a tremor that betrayed his anxiety. His gaze darted nervously between me

Nate

as if a dam had broken within him, releasing a torrent of conflicting feelings. Finally, a flicker of pride settled in his eyes as they landed

foot four, a giant compared to their miniature frames. But he seemed to understand the unspoken message in my gaze, because he crouched down awkwardly, even then remaining a good distance

to us. The words hung heavy in the air, a quiet declaration that resonated deep

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Chapter 142

the chaos that had been our lives. But in that moment, a wave of guilt washed over me. I had robbed

hands hesitantly, palms open, as if offering a handshake or

silence stretched, thick and heavy, and for a fleeting moment,

and touched his face. Alex inhaled sharply. His gaze flicked down

silence. “You stole the blue in

me as Alex seemed to understand immediately. “I will give it back,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I will give

my eye, tracing a warm path down my cheek. Nate, always the more perceptive of the two, seemed to sense the shift in the atmosphere. He let go of Alex’s face, a small smile playing on

curving into a genuine smile for

slightly under the scrutiny of her gaze. He tried again,

immediate and blunt. “No, I want ice cream,” she declared, her voice dripping with a level of sass that contrasted her age. Then, with a wiggle and a determined push, she propelled herself away from me and took off

her sudden movement for the promise of ice cream, let out a yell of delight and sprinted after her. “I

shrieked, her voice laced with playful annoyance. It was clear Nate, in his usual

as Alex stood up to his full height. “She’ll come around,” I said reassuringly. “She’s a little…” I hesitated, searching for the right word. Stubborn was the first that came to mind,

Alex finished for me, a

an awkward silence for a moment, the only sound the distant echoes of the children’s laughter. He glanced down the hallway where they’d disappeared, a flicker of concern crossing his face. “Should we

as we

replied with a tired smile. “As long

Besides, they’ll probably end up finding Natalia. She’s their resident

I’m trying

mid–sentence, realizing he was smiling

eyes, “What