His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

everything seems fine, and the next, it's a disaster."

Issca listened quietly, nodding as I shared my experiences. I spoke about Cyrus, my little boy, and the challenges of juggling motherhood and running a company. "Things have been so complicated with Carlos too," I confessed, feeling the weight of it all. "One minute, "I can only imagine," Issca said softly. "You've been through a lot."

We continued talking, and as the minutes passed, I felt a connection forming. Issca was attentive, asking questions that showed he genuinely cared. I realized how much I needed this-someone to listen and understand.

After a while, I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized I should probably head back to Carlos's house. "I need to go," I said, trying to keep my tone light despite the anxiety bubbling inside me in that tipsy state. Issca raised an eyebrow, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you sure about

that? I know things are complicated with him."

"I know," I replied, determination creeping into my voice. "But I need to figure

things out."

Just then, Carlos walked into the pub. He looked around until he spotted me, and my heart raced when I saw him.

"There you are," he said, taking my hand gently. "I've been looking for you."

I glanced at Issca, who seemed surprised by Carlos's sudden appearance. He didn't know where Carlos lived, and I could see the worry on his face.

"Carlos, we were just talking," I said, trying to ease the tension. But Carlos cut me

off.

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on. We're leaving," he said, his voice

stepped closer. "Wait! Are you sure you want

and glanced back at Issca. But there

Coming to my senses, I

"-"

urged again, his voice calm but

my choice. "Okay," I said,

to tell him I was fine, but the pull I felt toward Carlos was too

seats, the familiar scent of his cologne surrounding

the door for me,

He took my hand again, leading me inside with an air of

and the atmosphere felt heavy with unspoken feelings. The moment felt surreal, and I was acutely aware of every brush of his skin against mine. He gently set me down in the bedroom, his gaze searching mine for a

my heart race at his words, a strange mixture of

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and I could sense life moving outside. My mind raced with

I here with Carlos? A part of me wanted to run, but another part

me feel vulnerable,

me? As I stayed still, I noticed him moving around the room, sometimes just

seemed lost in thought, maybe considering what to say or do

things, to understand why we were together like

imagination wander, wondering if he felt what I did or if it was

us felt full of unspoken feelings and possibilities. I could hear my heartbeat, mixing with the uncertainty hanging in the air. What would happen next? Would he come closer, or would I

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