Chapter 142
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “It sounds like you had the best team looking out for you.” I kissed the top of his head. “I’ll have to thank both of them, especially Nathan. He’s done so much for us.”
Later that morning, I found Nathan in the kitchen, stirring his tea absentmindedly. He looked up as I entered, a small, polite smile gracing his lips.
But there was something behind it, something he was trying to hide.
“Thank
you, Nathan,” I said, stepping closer. “For everything. For taking care of Cyrus and making sure he felt safe while I was gone.”
He smiled and gave a small nod. “It was nothing. Cyrus is a good kid. He made it easy.
There it was again that I found a sign of sadness in his eyes, quickly masked by a neutral expression.
I opened my mouth to ask if he was okay, but something held me back. Instead, I gave him a grateful smile and left it at that.
I began to return to my normal life, though it didn’t feel the same. I resumed my work life too, diving back into meetings and emails, trying to get everything back on track.
I tried to focus on Cyrus, on making sure he felt secure again. He was still my brave boy, but I could see the
shadows of worry in his eyes about me, even though he was doing His best to hide them.
He’d cling to me a little longer in the mornings, his small hand holding mine tightly as if to reassure himself that I wasn’t going anywhere.
I made sure to smile, to reassure him with every touch, every word.
That afternoon, I decided to visit Vesta. The moment she opened the door, she pulled me into a fierce hug, her arms like a vice around me.
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Doris! Moon Goddess, I was so worried about you!” she cried, “I didn’t know if you were okay, if you were hurt… I was scared to death!”
Her arms enveloped me tightly, and I could feel the depth of her worry in every embrace.
“I’m fine, Vesta,” I reassured her, patting her back. “It’s all in the past now. I’m safe, and I’m
here.”
She pulled back, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. “Do you know how worried Cyrus was? He talked about you every single day. He wouldn’t stop asking if you were coming home. f you were safe…” Her voice trembled, and she wiped at her eyes.
glanced down at Cyrus, who was holding my hand tightly, his little face still so serious. “I know. And I’m so proud of him for being so brave. We’re okay now, Vesta. Everything’s going to be okay.”
She smiled, wiping at her eyes. “You’re a fighter, Doris. I always knew that. Come in, sit down. Let me make you something to eat.” Her invitation was warm and comforting, the offer of something simple but healing.
+As I I sat down at her kitchen table, I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for the people who had been there for me. Vesta, with her unwavering support, and Cyrus, whose love and bravery were my anchor through it all.
We spent the next hour catching up, but soon it was time to take Cyrus to Carlos’s office. As we were leaving, Vesta gave me a knowing look, her lips a sly smile.
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“So… what’s going on with you and Carlos?” she asked teasingly.
Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Nothing!” I said quickly, avoiding her gaze. “He’s just been helping us a lot, that’s all.”
“Hmm,” she said, clearly unconvinced. “Well, if you ever decide to tell me the truth, you know where to find me.”
Rolling my eyes, I tugged Cyrus out the door before she could say anything else.
Carlos’s office was pristine and professional, as always,
But as I walked in, I noticed a small
table and chair in the corner, complete with crayons and coloring books.
Cyrus’s face lit up. “Is this for me?” he asked, running over to the table.
Carlos nodded, his tone softer than usual. “I thought it might make things easier when
you’re here.”
Cyrus immediately grabbed a crayon and started coloring. I turned to Carlos, my heart swelling with gratitude.
“Thank you,” I said sincerely. “For hig
He shrugged, his expression calm and composed. “It’s nothing. Go to work. I’ll take care of
him.”
I hesitated for a moment, then leaned in and kissed his cheek. His eyes widened slightly, a faint blush creeping up his neck, but he quickly composed himself, nodding as if nothing had happened.
odbye, Doris,” he said, his voice as steady a
“Goodbye,” I replied, smiling as I left the office.
ever.
At work, Blair greeted me with his usual dramatic flair, pulling me into a tight hug.
“Doris! Moon Goddess, thank you for bringing my partner back safe and sound!” He exclaimed.
I laughed, hugging him back. “It’s good to see you too, Blair. I missed this place.”
“Well, you’ve got a lot of catching up to do,” he said, pulling back to look at me. “But don’t worry. We’ll get you
get you back on track in no time.”
