When Charlie first uttered the words, "That sounds like forever," a peculiar sensation stirred within Alice. The idea of creating a new life together, of bringing a child into this world, seemed both daunting and exhilarating. Was this decision fueled by a desire for revenge or a genuine desire for a fresh start? Alice grappled with conflicting emotions as she tried to dissect Charlie's motives. For a fleeting moment, doubt crept in. Was Fate truly intervening in their lives, offering them a second chance at happiness? A surge of hope ignited within Alice, prompting her to consider the possibility that this unexpected turn of events could be the universe's way of nudging them towards a brighter future. If this was indeed a sign from Fate, a chance to mend their fractured relationship, Alice vowed to seize it with unwavering determination.As uncertainty mingled with optimism in her heart, Alice made a silent promise to herself. If destiny had indeed intervened and presented them with

As the tension in the room grew palpable, Charlie finally mustered the courage to address the questions that had been weighing on his mind. "What attracted you to Michael? I thought you used to love me. Why did things change so suddenly?" he inquired, his voice heavy with a mix of curiosity and lingering hurt.In response to his probing questions, Alice emitted a shaky hum, her breath catching in her throat as she struggled to form a coherent response. The sweat on her palms betrayed her inner turmoil, her nerves betraying the shame she felt at the realization of the pain she had caused. The weight of Charlie's questions hung heavily in the air, leaving both of them grappling with the fragile remnants of their fractured past.In response to Alice's plea to avoid discussing the intense topic, Charlie let out a scoff, his resolve unyielding. "It's intense here too. I think it's a better time to ask this question. I need clarification. You never loved me from the beginning, right?" he pr

Charlie sat at his desk in his cluttered office, a mess of papers and files spread out in front of him. His brow furrowed in deep thought, his focus disrupted by the troubling question gnawing at his mind: What had he said to Alice in their last conversation?Lost in his own contemplation, the sudden sound of a knock on his desk jolted him back to reality. Leo, his colleague and friend, stood before him with a curious expression. Charlie blinked, momentarily surprised by Leo's unexpected presence."When did you get here?" Charlie inquired, his voice tinged with a hint of distraction."Not too long ago, just a few minutes," Leo responded, his tone casual yet inquisitive as he observed Charlie's preoccupied state.The weight of his unresolved conversation with Alice still lingered in Charlie's mind, making it difficult for him to fully engage in the conversation with Leo. As he struggled to shake off the tormenting thoughts, he realized that he needed to confront the issue head-on befor

Leo clenched the steering wheel tightly as he navigated the winding streets, the flickering lampposts casting eerie shadows across the road. His frustration simmered just beneath the surface, evident in the furrow of his brow and the tense set of his jaw. Glancing at Charlie in the rearview mirror, he saw the reflection of his own exasperation mirrored back at him.The dull ache of disappointment settled in Leo's chest as he replayed the fruitless conversation with the uncooperative informant in his mind. The corners of his mouth turned downward in a grimace of disbelief. How could someone deny knowledge of his target's whereabouts when they had supposedly crossed paths multiple times at the very location Leo had just questioned them about? It didn't add up, and Leo's patience was wearing thin."The nerve of him," Leo muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with a hint of incredulity. He shot a questioning look at Charlie, silently seeking confirmation of their shared frustration.

As Charlie arrived back at the office, a wave of anger coursed through him, fueled by his father's inexplicable decision. How could his own flesh and blood trust a stranger more than his own son? The mere thought left Charlie in a state of bewilderment. Desperate to make sense of it all, he dialed Alice's number, needing someone to talk to amidst the chaos of his emotions. He asked her to meet him at the office, hoping that her presence would provide some clarity in the storm that raged within him.As Charlie awaited Alice's arrival, she responded with a sense of urgency in her voice, promising to join him at the office shortly. "I am a bit busy, but I will be there soon," she remarked from the other end of the phone. In a brusque manner, Charlie retorted, "Make it snappy," before abruptly hanging up. The tension in the air lingered as he awaited Alice's arrival.Suddenly, Leo burst into Charlie's office, his expression filled with concern. "Did you find the news online?" he inquired