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.”

to force you if you don’t want to meet this new person but if you do

This breath

moment then squeezed. Ivy looked in between the two of us then puffed

up. “Come on. Let’s go

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 and the doorway, a mixture

smile, “these are Nate and Ivy. They’re finally ready

flickered across Alex’s face – fear, disbelief, then a surge of belief and relief. It was 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 on the two tiny

seemed to understand the unspoken message in my gaze, because

hung heavy in the air, a quiet declaration that resonated

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Chapter 142

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

as if offering a handshake or

at him with wide, curious eyes. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, and for a fleeting moment, I feared this initial meeting wouldn’t end well.

didn’t take Alex’s hand, but instead, stretched out a tiny hand and touched his face. Alex inhaled

silence. “You stole the blue in my eyes,” he

immediately. “I will give it back,” he whispered,

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 his

own lips curving into a genuine smile for the

stubbornly behind my legs. Alex turned to her, his smile faltering slightly under the

level of sass that contrasted her age. Then, with a wiggle and a determined push, she propelled herself away from me and took

promise of ice cream, let out a yell of delight and sprinted after her. “I want ice

Ivy shrieked, her voice laced with playful annoyance. It was clear Nate, in his usual enthusiastic way, had tackled her

height. “She’ll come around,” I said reassuringly. “She’s a little…” I

me, a smile playing

children’s laughter. He glanced down the hallway where they’d disappeared, a flicker of concern crossing his face. “Should we

as we

destructive,” I replied with a

end up finding Natalia. She’s their resident sugar supplier.

check on them, but again, I’m trying to teach them

stopped mid–sentence, realizing he was smiling again.

“What is funny?”