Chapter 6

Christiana’s POV.

The hotel suite was finally quiet, save for the muffled hum of the air conditioning. I had spent the day unpacking our few belongings, trying to turn this temporary lodging into something that felt less like an impersonal pit stop and more like a home. The twins, Ethan and Emma, had explored the room with the boundless energy that only children possess. Now, they were seated on the plush carpet, playing with the assortment of toys I’d managed to gather.

I sat on the edge of the bed, folding some clothes, when Ethan suddenly looked up from his toys. His small face was serious, his brow furrowed in thought. I sensed a shift in the room’s atmosphere, a prelude to one of his intense little conversations.

“Mom?” Ethan’s voice was unusually solemn.

I glanced up, meeting his inquisitive gaze. “Yes, sweetheart?”

“There was a man at the airport,” Ethan began, his tone holding a gravity that made me pause. “Who was he?”

I froze, my hands momentarily stilling in their task. “Which man, honey?”

“The man I bumped into,” Ethan replied, his eyes searching mine. “He looked a lot like me.”

The unexpected nature of his question caught me off guard. I struggled to maintain my composure, hoping to deflect his curiosity. “Oh, him? He wasn’t an important person.”

Ethan’s gaze sharpened, as if he were piecing together a puzzle “But he really did look like me. He seemed surprised when he saw us. Do you know him?”

her cheeks flushed with excitement. “Mom,

though I could feel the unease settling in my chest. “Sometimes people just

with a depth that belied his age. “But Morn, it felt like more than a

nodded vigorously, her eyes wide. “Yeah, Morn!

my voice. The last thing I wanted was to burden them with the complexities of their

front of them. “But he’s not someone who’s important to our lives

and concern, his young mind clearly not satisfied with the answer. “Are you sure he’s

her innocent trust was obvious. “Yeah, Mom. Are

forced a reassuring smile, though my heart was heavy with the truth I could not fully disclose. “I’m sure. We don’t

on me, clearly unconvinced but willing to accept my reassurance for now. Emma’s eyes, though still

the realization that the past was not just behind me–it was here,

of my children’s questions pressed heavily upon me. I tried to maintain my composure, but beneath the surface, a storm was brewing. Ethan and Emma were still playing, their innocent chatter now punctuated by the occasional puzzled glance my way. Their curiosity about the man at the airport had opened a door I desperately wanted to

eyes locked onto mine, I was reminded of the man who had once been my husband–Alex. I had

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Chapter 6

decision to choose someone else over me, left scars that seemed to flare up with every reminder of his presence. Seeing him again was

believed that continuing to keep Alex out of their lives was in their best interest. His wealth and power meant nothing compared to the

never have to confront him again. The thought of more encounters stirred up anxiety. I knew Ethan was particularly sensitive and perceptive. His

ensure that our business expansion continued without interruption. With a determined stride, I

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