Rebecca was trying her best to accept the fact that she had just witnessed someone else slow dancing with Jack, while she was left with nothing in her hands but a plate with some scraps of food in it. And when she had finally come up with a plan through which all her miseries might come to an end, her own daughter had shrugged her off like she herself used to do, when she had to go to some party or clubs, or to meet her friends.But she had never thought that she would ever have to taste the same medicine, and that too, at the hands of her own daughter.Her daughter, who used to follow her every command like it was her duty… who used to follow her around all day, happy to get even a little bit of attention from her! The same daughter who used to consider her a role model, always getting into her closet to wear her dresses or apply her make- up to be more like her.And at that time, all Rebecca had done was to snap at her for following her around the house all day, for ruining her chi

Rebecca was shell- shocked due to the impact of the words that she heard from Amy's mouth. She was not able to believe that the school going girl she had just seen with her husband, would have this much strength– both physically and mentally.What was her agenda in this whole matter!? Not only was she trying to snatch Dottie away from her after chasing her down the hall, she was also arguing with her and engaging in a battle about what is right and what is not! Till now, she had been thinking that obviously, Amy was with Jack just because of his money. And if she was really with him because of money, then why the hell upon this god's earth, was she trying to save Dottie?!If it was Rebecca in place of her, she would definitely be celebrating this moment, by sitting back calmly and sipping a drink in peace. Or maybe, she should even be helping her run away with the child, as soon as possible! After all, she was in a way helping this new girl, by reducing some of her responsibilities

Even though Jack had successfully managed to calm Anna down for a few moments, he knew the brooding nature of his eldest daughter really well. And he also knew, that the scars that Rebecca had left on her body and mind were not going to vanish anytime soon.But at the same time, he could not let his precious daughter go through the pain of the scars which burn your heart from time to time.And for this, he was ready to do anything… anything that his power, money, status and connections had made him capable enough to do– but for now, distracting both of them seemed to be a good idea to him.After all, no matter how rich or influential a father may become, he can not wish away the pains of his daughters with a snap! This was when he spoke up, thinking all this in his mind and making a mental note about what all he was supposed to do, and how early he needed to do all of it."Okay! So, who wants some ice cream?" Jack kept his voice as cheerful as he possibly could, trying to hide whate

The next morning, Amy stirred awake to find a stack of novels carefully arranged on her bedside table. A note pasted on top of the stack read in a neat handwriting, "For you. We will be back with games at 3." And just like that, it gradually became their routine over the following week: Jack and the kids knocking on Amy's door, at three o'clock sharp. They were sometimes joined by Helen, and they would spend the hour playing different types of board games.Amy found herself looking forward to these afternoon gatherings, as the laughter and the presence of Anna and Dottie was enough to lift her spirits. Even though there was a sense of nagging guilt in the back of her mind… she could not help but feel like since she had gotten injured, she had actually not been able to contribute any time towards taking care of the girls, which was the primary condition for Jack allowing her to stay with them.But still, she was being treated so warmly by all of them, as none of the four people eve

There was a complete hush that fell over the crowd after Megan announced this, and the dense silence was only broken by the sound of hushed whispers, as everyone began to question if they had really heard it right.As Megan's revelation hung in the air, whispers began to flow through the room like a soft breeze, each one carrying a hint of speculation and curiosity."Did she really say Giorgio?""Yeah, I think I also heard her say Amelia Giorgio… but did you know anything about this before?""Even I am hearing about this for the first time!""Oh, I had heard some rumors… but I thought that was it, just baseless rumors!""I just thought she was some small name socialite from Europe, but I never would have guessed she had an interesting backstory…"Megan watched with a faint smile on her face, knowing the effect of dropping that bombshell. The whispers swirled around the room, each voice adding a layer of intrigue to the situation. Finally, she spoke up again, her voice cutting through