Bethany walked out of the elevator into the lobby that was bustling with people, some who had serious tasks to deal with, while others were busy trying to secure a position for themselves. But Bethany's mind was unsettling as it was filled with all kinds of emotions. Shame, anger, regret, sadness and so on. She just didn’t stop walking until she was outside the company. The cold air made her sigh as though she had just escaped suffocation. She leaned against a nearby lamppost, holding on to it for support. Her heart was beating fast, she couldn't get enough of what she just saw. Yes she knew that Logan, her ex-husband, was Terrence Bentley's son, but she didn't expect that he would actually be the owner of that new company. ‘Logan Hudson, why did it have to be you? Of all people in the world, why you? How do I cope with this?’ She thought Bethany began to remember everything she had done to him, how she had wronged and humiliated him in ways she couldn't let go. Now she would

Bethany spent the following weeks throwing herself into her work. The marketing department praised her efforts, due to the fact that her modeling for the company’s sleek new car line brought in attention from clients and media alike. She was after all a beautiful woman looking very voluptuous and enticing, so the male clients in particular were the most excited. Outwardly, she appeared confident and composed, but inside, she was in turmoil, she was going through a series of pain and heartache. Every interaction with Logan was like walking on thorns. He remained professional, polite but distant, he wasn't actually giving her an opening to discuss anything personal ever again since the last conversation he had when he said it was too late for them. Bethany just couldn’t help but watch him when he passed through the office, always exuding authority and charm as well as confidence. And as for Logan's lover, Patricia Howard, although Bethany rarely saw her, she still managed

Over the next few weeks, Bethany focused on building her own life outside of work. She joined a painting class, started volunteering at a local animal shelter, and even began dating someone she met through a friend. His name was Evan, and while she wasn’t ready to call it love, his kindness and patience were helping her heal from the betrayal from Troy Reece. She just couldn't help but wonder why he would sell their daughter off to someone else. He didn't even try to reach her. Bethany swore that she wasn't going to let him go should they ever meet in her lifetime. At work, she kept her interactions with Logan strictly professional which was what she had to do to keep her job there. Her life depended on that job and things were starting to look really good for her. So for her sanity and Logan's, she just focused on the reason why she works. The lingering tension between Logan and Bethany began to fade and was replaced by mutual respect for one another, professionally. Bethany

Henry gently lowered Lucas to the ground. “Thank you,” he said to Margaret, his voice filled with gratitude, he continued; “For letting me see them.” Margaret crossed her arms but didn’t look away. “It’s not just about you, Henry. It’s about them. Don’t let them down again by getting involved in stupid things, you might be dragging their names down with whatever it is you are doing.” As Margaret turned to lead the kids out, Lucas paused at the door, waving over his shoulder. “Bye, Dad!” Henry waved back, his throat tightening. “Bye, buddy. I’ll see you soon.” Emma looked back too, her gaze softening just for a moment. “Don’t mess this up, okay?” she said, Emma really wanted his father home with them, she didn't like the person her mum was seeing, but it seems it's just so out of their control. But as a child she could only hope that they do. “I won’t,” Henry whispered, watching as they disappeared down the street. He stood there long after they were gone, his heart ach

Two days later after their encounter with Henry, Emma found a way to talk to his father directly over the phone. In the letter he wrote to them, he kept his number in it and Emma was happy when she found it. So she secretly called him and told him he had something to show him but it would be after school, she feared that her mother was eavesdropping or worse yet, her mum's lover. So they agreed on where to meet the next day. One fateful day, the school bell rang sharply, signaling the end of the day. "Come on Lucas, it's time... let's go." Emma held onto her phone tightly as she walked out of the class, her heart pounding heavily in her chest. Lucas, her younger brother, trailed behind her, quiet and nervous as well, they were both scared. They didn't know what to do, but this was their only chance to stop their suffering. The two siblings exchanged a look, their silent bond stronger than ever, they were all they had. Despite having a mum, they felt lonely. "Are you ready f