When Love Meets Wealth
through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the small living room. It had been five years since her world had been turned upsid
how Alexander had smiled at her with that disarming charm, his dark hair tousled and his deep blue eyes spark
ilence, the warmth of his embrace lost in the frigid distance that had grown between them. A single tear slid down her cheek, an
own curls bouncing as he raced into the room, holding up a cray
behind, his expression one of equal enthus
looks amazing, boys! I love the flowers." She knelt down to their level, her f
fridge?" Noah asked, hi
tor, where a hodgepodge of their creations was already displayed. Each piece of art was
he counter, cutting through the moment. She glanced at it, her sto
t shielded from the memories that surfaced whenever his name appeared. But the other part,
'm hosting a gala next week and would love for
ack into the world that had hurt her so deeply? What could he possibly
an asked, peering
d job," Seraphina replied, qu
ous, chimed in,
some distant figure, a ghost haunting their lives. "He's not just someone. He's... he's your father," she corrected gently, tryi
gh he didn't seem entirely
an piped up, "Can we have pancakes
eful for the distraction
mance, one that seemed straight out of a fairy tale. They had traveled the world, attended glamorous events, and
oked at her like she was the only person in the room, the tender moments they shared when
out in that warm, deep voice. "Come
tudy, surrounded by papers and plans for their future. "Look at this," he said, ho
perfect-unti
around her, demanding her attention. "Mom! Mom!"
e laughed, realizing how lost s
e enveloped her, and she picked up her phone, staring at Alexander's message once more. She weigh
"Thank you for the invitation,
Would he understand? Would he respect her decis
arrived. "Please think abo
verything? Seraphina felt a mix of anger and confusion. She didn't owe him a
ings. The invitation loomed over her like a dark cloud. She had built a life without him, and the thought
the night. Seraphina's heart raced as she stood up an
was Julian, her estranged brother, looking just as ruggedly handsome as she remembered. H
oice low and comforting. "I
d by the wave of relief that washed ove
de, his presence filling the room with a
admitted, gesturing toward
at and looking at her intent
settling heavily on her shoulders. "He invited me to
brow furrowing in concern. "You s
me wants to confront him, to see if he's changed. But
e to know the truth, Seraphina. If you think there's a chance
f it hurts
healing," he said softly. "You've
She had spent years keeping her heart guarded, afraid of what lay beyond the wa
cision swirling in her mind. Maybe she would go to the gala. Maybe it was t
ain, but she was ready to step into the unknown. It was time to reclaim
ix of fear and excitement. The past had shaped her, but it wouldn't define her future. She was Seraphina