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

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I sat up, putting the book aside as he approached.[]

"Good evening, Doris. Carlos." He nodded at Carlos, who had joined us in the living room.]

I took a deep breath, bracing myself. "What's the news?"]

He cleared his throat. "Well, I have some good news and some bad news.

S."

"Start with the good," I said quickly, needing something positive to latch onto.[]

"The good news is that Sienna has been indicted. This time, no one's paying her bail. She'll be going to jail soon."]]

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Finally. Sienna was going to pay for everything she'd done. "That's... that's great," I murmured, still trying to process the fact that it was really happening.

a smile to my face, and I couldn't help but think about how justice

but his expression remained serious. "Now for

"What is

are... dangerous people looking for him. His debts have caught up with him, and it's not looking good." My heart

there's a lot at stake. It could get very messy. Stefan is being hunted

was hearing. "Wait, Stefan is being hunted? Seriously?". It was hard to wrap my mind around how quickly everything had fallen apart for

sat in disbelief as the news sank in: Stefan was being hunted. My father, the man I had once admired, was now in such a sorry

and business. "Maybe I was too harsh," I thought. "Too determined to make him

the memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. He had abandoned us without a second thought. "He left us to fend for ourselves,"

who put Cyrus in danger. "He chose her over me, over his own grandson," I told myself, feeling the fire of betrayal burn anew. "I will

chose Sienna, the woman who had hurt

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like he forgot about the love we once had and picked someone who didn't care about us. Just thinking about it made my stomach

couldn't shake the fact that he was my father. The thought of him dying like this was unbearable. "Should I offer him help?" The question looped in my mind. Yes, he was in this mess because

face. He walked over and sat beside me, his voice calm but firm. "I know you have a kind heart, Doris," he began, "but there's something you need