Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Henry tilted his head and asked, “Why not, Grandpa?”

Hansen started to explain, but after looking at his grandson's stubborn little face, he just shook his head. “You wouldn't understand. Just don't call her that, okay?"

Lately, Mia had been obsessed with honeydew melon, so Andre picked up a few on his way home for lunch. But before Mia could even get a taste, their son had already claimed one for himself, chomping away happily.

"Dad, is Mia not home?" Andre asked.

Hansen was just as puzzled. “Our Mia's been out a lot lately. Do you think she and her friends are up to something they're not telling us about?"

Immediately, Andre called his sister. “Molly, where are you?”

“I'm at work, grinding away. What's up, Andre?"

Andre hung up, feeling only slightly better. Still, where could Mia be? She wasn't with their son, and she hadn't been out with friends, either. The Silent Ring season was over, so she couldn't be off at the gym practicing boxing. She hadn't mentioned any plans, and recently, she hadn't been acting out of the ordinary. So where was she disappearing to?

“She's not, like, seeing someone else, right?” Mars blurted out.

tailbone and a few days stuck

"If you can't say anything nice,

missing again, so I said

like that? Andre may have punched you, but if Mia had been here,

on the orange, trying to play it cool. "Hey, maybe I'm lucky. If

Milka made him vegetable porridge and tried to help him sit up. "Can you eat sitting

eyes. "You really had this

him, insisting he eat while

was around to look after

Milka with questions and fussed over her like she was their daughter-in-law, barely even glancing at

recover, the couple shared a secret look. "I'm busy," one said. "And so am I," chimed in the

Milka hesitated. "But... Mars...”

fend for

Milka gave in and brought Mars back to her

two can keep each other company,” she said, pointing at Mars and her dad, who was also