The billionaire’s airport shock, a past reappears with a child in tow. Hook, no way. Daniel Brooks froze. A few feet away in the bustling airport terminal stood Amelia Green. His ex, the woman who vanished from his life without explanation three years ago. But she wasn’t alone. In her arms, she held a small child bundled in a blue bear-eared coat. Daniel’s breath hitched. It couldn’t be. He’d recognize her anywhere, even with slightly longer hair and a sharper jawline. Her expression was tense, as if on high alert, trying to pass unnoticed. He took a step towards her.
Amelia looked up, and their eyes met. For an instant, everything seemed to stop. Daniel saw fear on her face, but before he could react, she averted her gaze and quickened her pace.
Amelia! He tried to call out, but the airport noise drowned his voice. He pushed forward, dodging passengers with luggage, ignoring the blare of boarding announcements. He couldn’t lose her again.
When he reached the spot where he last saw her, she was gone. A knot formed in his throat. It couldn’t be just a coincidence.
The child, that child had something unsettling about him. Daniel stood still, trying to calm his racing pulse. His eyes hadn’t deceived him.
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Another one? Asked Mark Thompson, his partner and best friend, tilting his head. Daniel took a gulp of his whiskey and nodded. They were in his penthouse in Manhattan, the city lights glittering beyond the windows.
I saw her, Mark. There, at the airport. Mark put his glass down.
Are you sure? You think I wouldn’t recognize her? Daniel ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. It was her. And she was carrying a child.
A child. Daniel closed his eyes. He had my eyes, Mark.
Silence hung heavy. Are you saying that? I don’t know, he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. But I can’t get it out of my head.
Did you try to talk to her? I tried. She disappeared, as always. Mark sighed and rubbed his chin.
Look, buddy. If you think that child could be yours, you have to find out. You can’t just sit around waiting for destiny to send you the answer.
Daniel clenched his jaw. I don’t know where to find her. Mark watched him for a moment and then smiled ironically.
Don’t mess with me. You’re Daniel Brooks. If anyone can find a person, it’s you.
That night, Daniel couldn’t sleep. He sat in his study, staring at his laptop screen, but not reading the pending emails. Amelia.
He hadn’t seen her in three years. Three years without a single damn explanation. He remembered the day she disappeared.
There were no prior arguments. No signs that anything was wrong. Just a terse text message.
I’m sorry. I can’t do this anymore. He had tried to find her at first, but there was no trace, as if she had been swallowed by the earth.
Now, out of nowhere, she reappeared with a child who had his very own eyes. He lit a cigarette, something he only did when his mind was on the verge of collapse. He couldn’t leave this unresolved.
He was going to find her. And this time, he wouldn’t let her escape without answers. A familiar face in a small town.
You don’t look good, Daniel. Mark crossed his arms as he watched him. They were in the offices of Brooks Capital, the investment fund they had built together over the last decade.
Daniel had been looking lost and frowning for days, which for anyone who knew him, meant he was on the verge of exploding. I haven’t slept well. Tell me about it, Mark smirked.
Have you found anything? Daniel took out his cell phone and impatiently swiped the screen. I called some contacts, but I don’t have anything yet. No one knows about her.
And why don’t you try looking for her yourself? Because I don’t know where to start. Mark scoffed. Brother, stop messing with your head and do what you would do with any other investment.
Look for information. Didn’t you have contacts in a smaller town, like upstate New York? You said she was from there, right? Daniel fell silent. Maybe someone has seen her.
A friend. An old contact. What do you have to lose by trying? Daniel sighed.
Nothing. Exactly. So get your butt in gear and start looking.
That afternoon, Daniel drove to a small town upstate. As he drove, his mind spun out of control. The child.
Ever since he saw him, the image had stuck to him like a splinter. He couldn’t stop thinking about his eyes. His mother always said the Brooks family had an unmistakable gaze.
That intense blue, rarely seen. If Amelia had had a child, why did she never tell him? If he was his, why did she hide something like that from him? He gripped the steering wheel tightly. The idea that she could have hidden something so important from him filled him with rage.
But there was also fear. Fear of discovering that he had lost three years of his son’s life. The search in the town was harder than he imagined.
He asked in cafes, bookstores, and even universities. But no one seemed to know her. Until he reached a small restaurant near the town square.
Amelia Green, he asked the waitress, showing her an old photo on his cell phone. The woman frowned, as if trying to remember. I think I’ve seen her.
She comes sometimes with her boy. Daniel’s heart raced. Do you know where she lives? No, but she usually comes in the afternoons.
Daniel ordered a coffee and waited. The clock read six when Amelia entered the restaurant. Daniel saw her before she noticed him.
She was wearing a grey coat, the same one she had at the airport. She walked quickly, as if she was used to surveying her surroundings. And there he was.
The child, Leo. She held his hand. And Daniel’s blood froze.
The resemblance was impossible to ignore. He stood up just as Amelia looked up and saw him. Her eyes widened in shock.
What are you doing here? She whispered. I could ask you the same thing. The tension was unbearable.
Amelia straightened up, as if she wanted to block her reaction. It’s not the time. You’ve been hiding from me for three years.
I think any time is a good time. She pressed her lips together. I have nothing to say to you.
Daniel let out a bitter laugh. Seriously? He looked at the child. Nothing to say to me? Amelia swallowed and looked around nervously.
Don’t do this here. Daniel leaned towards her, his voice low and tense. Is that child mine? Amelia felt the world crashing down on her.
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The restaurant seemed to have fallen silent. The weight of Daniel’s question was unbearable. And although her instinct screamed at her to run, she knew that this time she wouldn’t be able to escape.
Amelia, his voice was low, contained, but dangerous. Answer me. She swallowed and looked at Leo, who was playing with a plastic spoon on the table.
Not here, she whispered. Daniel let out a bitter laugh. Then where? Because it seems that if I don’t run into you by chance, you were never going to tell me.
Amelia felt the burning in her eyes, but forced herself to remain firm. My place. Daniel watched her, hesitating.
It’s not a trap, she said wearily. He nodded distrustfully. Let’s go.
Amelia’s apartment was small, two sparsely furnished rooms. Daniel looked around without saying anything, but his expression said it all. You lived like this with my son? Leo fell asleep on the sofa as soon as they arrived.
Daniel stared at him intently. Is he mine? He asked again, directly. Amelia felt her stomach knot.
Yes. The word hung in the air. Daniel let out a sigh, as if he had been punched in the chest.
He ran his hands over his face, and then walked to the window, turning his back to her. How long have you known? Since the beginning. And you never thought of telling me? I couldn’t.
Daniel turned sharply. You couldn’t? Why? Amelia closed her eyes for a second before speaking. Your mother forced me to leave.
Daniel’s face hardened. What? When I found out I was pregnant, I tried to tell you, but Eleanor got to me first. She told me you were no longer interested in me, that you were with another woman.
Daniel’s eyes widened in fury. That’s a lie. I know.
But at that moment I didn’t know, and she offered me money to disappear so I wouldn’t cause you problems. Did you accept? No. Amelia lifted her chin.
I left because she made me doubt, because I felt displaced before I could even talk to you. Daniel felt his blood boil. I can’t believe my mother would do that.
Amelia looked down. I didn’t expect you to. The silence between them was thick.
I need a moment, he said, walking away towards the door. Daniel, she called. He stopped but didn’t turn around.
I’m not leaving, he said firmly. Leo is my son. I’m not disappearing.
And he left, leaving Amelia with a lump in her throat, the unseen years and a fierce resolve. Daniel walked aimlessly through the streets of the small town, his mind spinning out of control. His mother, Eleanor Brooks, had always been a manipulative woman, but he never thought she would go this far, manipulating Amelia, making her believe he had forgotten her, and worst of all, hiding his own son from him.
He leaned against a wall and closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Leo, now everything made sense. From the moment he saw the child, he knew there was something more, something that couldn’t just be a coincidence.
Now he had the certainty. He was his son. Three years.
Three damned years that had been stolen from his life. He felt a fierce rage, a need to confront his mother instantly, but he knew he first had to resolve something more important. Amelia, she had kept telling him to hide him away.
Yes, but now he understood why, and although his anger was still there, he also knew he couldn’t afford to keep losing time with his son. He took out his phone and dialed. Mark, now what did you do? I have a son.
There was a long silence. Tell me it’s not a joke. It’s not.
His name is Leo. Amelia hid him from me, Mark let out an expletive. Damn it, Dan.
What are you going to do? Daniel looked at the dark sky over the town. I’m going to meet my son. When he returned to Amelia’s apartment, she was still sitting on the sofa, her hands clasped.
I thought you wouldn’t come back, she said without looking at him. I’m not that kind of person. She let out a dry laugh.
I didn’t know what kind of person you were when I left. He clenched his jaw. That doesn’t matter anymore.
What matters is Leo. Amelia nodded slowly. He’s asleep.
Daniel looked at the room where his son rested. His son. He still couldn’t believe it.
I want to see him. She hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and opened the door carefully. The room was small, barely lit by a nightlight.
Leo slept with a relaxed face, like a warm teddy bear. Daniel approached slowly. He knelt beside the bed and watched him closely.
Every feature, every tiny gesture, was his. He felt a lump in his throat. Three years.
Three years of not seeing him grow, of not hearing his first word, of not knowing anything about him. And that wasn’t going to continue. He turned to Amelia, his voice barely a whisper.
She knew she wasn’t going to lose any more time with him. She looked at him with something that seemed like sadness in her eyes. I know.
Daniel stayed there, watching his son sleep. Nothing in the world would take him away from him again. I want to be in his life.
The slow dance of trust. Amelia closed Leo’s bedroom door carefully and stood with her back to Daniel. His voice still resonated he said it with the certainty of a man who had made an irrevocable decision.
She took a deep breath before turning around. I don’t know how to do this. Daniel looked at her sternly.
Me neither, but we’re going to find a way. The silence between them was long, uncomfortable. You can’t just show up and make decisions, Amelia finally said.
It’s not a decision. And what do you want to do, move in here, burst into his life and change everything? I don’t want to hurt him, he replied, controlling his anger. But I can’t act as if nothing happened.
She ran a hand over her face. I’m not ready for this, Daniel. Well, you’d better get ready, he blurted out, because I’m not disappearing.
Amelia fell silent, looking at him with a mixture of fear and resignation. She knew he meant it. Daniel stayed in the small town.
He rented an apartment in the center, small but comfortable. He didn’t want to pressure Amelia or Leo, but he also didn’t intend to stay away. The first few days were difficult.
Amelia set strict boundaries. She let him see Leo but always with her present. No impromptu visits, no sudden changes.
Daniel accepted the rules, at least for now. He knew he had to earn her trust. More importantly, he had to earn his son’s trust.
Who are you? Leo asked, looking at him curiously. It was the first time they were alone, even if only for a few minutes, while Amelia prepared coffee in the kitchen. Daniel smiled nervously.
I’m Daniel. Are you my mom’s friend? Daniel swallowed. What was that? Leo frowned, thoughtful.
You talk like me. Daniel let out a laugh. How so? Fast and serious, the boy said, shrugging.
Daniel felt a strange warmth in his chest. Maybe because we’re alike. Leo stared at him as if trying to find something in his face.
Are you going to come often? If your mom lets me, yes. The boy studied him a little longer and then nodded naturally. Okay.
Daniel smiled. He knew he still had a long way to go, but at least he had taken the first step. You can’t expect everything to be easy.
Amelia had her arms crossed as she looked at Daniel from the doorway. Leo must have just fallen asleep after spending the afternoon with his father, and the atmosphere between them was tense. Daniel took a deep breath.
I don’t expect it to be easy. But I’m not going to stand by and watch from the sidelines either. She shook her head, exhausted.
You don’t understand how complicated this is. Leo has only had BD. His world is small, safe, and now suddenly you appear because you were always supposed to be here.
He interrupted her firmly. And don’t tell me it wasn’t my decision because I already know that. But now it is.
Amelia lowered her gaze, biting her lip. Do you really think this is solved just by wanting to be here? Daniel crossed his arms. How do you want me to do it then? That I leave and wait for an invitation years from now? No, Amelia.
I’m not going to make that mistake. She pressed her lips together. Struggling with her thoughts, I don’t want Leo to suffer, she murmured.
Neither do I. There was a long silence between them. Finally, Amelia sighed. Alright, we’ll try, but at my pace.
The only thing I want is for you to let me be his father. Amelia’s eyes darkened for an instant. That’s something that will take time.
Daniel nodded. I’m in no hurry. She didn’t believe him.
She knew Daniel Brooks had never been a patient man. The following days were strange. Daniel spent more time with Leo, naturally gaining his trust.
Despite the years of distance, the boy seemed to accept him. But not everything was so simple. Every time Daniel held him, every time Leo sought him out with excitement, Amelia felt a mixture of relief and fear.
Relief, because her son deserved a father. Fear, because she didn’t know how much longer she could keep the chaos this brought into her life under control. A mother’s threat and a father’s stand.
And then, one afternoon, chaos found her. Amelia was at the market when she felt a chill. She knew that feeling, that pressure in her chest, that certainty that something was wrong.
She turned slowly, and there she was. Eleanor Brooks. The woman was impeccable as always, her hair perfectly styled and her elegant posture, even though the market was not the type of place where one would expect to find her.
Amelia felt her blood run cold. I can’t believe you’re here, Eleanor said with a calm voice but sharp as a knife. Amelia clenched her fists.
I’m not doing this. She turned to leave, but Eleanor stopped her with a subtle movement, barely a brush on her arm. Not so fast, she whispered.
You haven’t forgotten what we talked about three years ago, have you? Amelia felt nauseous. You lied to me. You told me Daniel had another life, that he didn’t care.
Eleanor smiled humorlessly. And wasn’t it easier that way? For everyone, for you, not for us. Eleanor’s eyes hardened.
Don’t make this more difficult, Amelia. Difficult for whom? For you? For Leo? Eleanor said softly. Don’t think Daniel can handle this.
His life isn’t made for a child. Do you really want your son to go through everything it means to be a Brooks? Amelia felt a lump in her throat. I don’t care what you think.
You should, because if you continue with this, he’ll take him from you. Fear hit her like a punch. He wouldn’t.
Are you not sure? Because I am. Amelia felt her heart race. Eleanor looked at her calmly as if she already knew she had won.
I’m going to give you one chance, Amelia, to do the right thing. Amelia felt the trembling in her hands, but didn’t let it show. I’m not leaving.
Eleanor sighed. Then get ready to lose. And without another word, she walked away.
Amelia stood there, feeling the ground sink beneath her feet, because she knew Eleanor Brooks did not make empty threats. Amelia closed her apartment door, her heart pounding. Her hands had been cold since she met Eleanor.
She couldn’t get her words out of her head, her calculating tone, the certainty with which she had said he’ll take him from you. She leaned her back against the door and took a deep breath. She couldn’t panic.
She couldn’t afford to tremble. Her instinct screamed at her to run, that she had to disappear before Eleanor carried out her threat. But she couldn’t.
Leo already knew Daniel. He already saw him leaving his life. Leaving again was not an option, but neither could she stand idly by.
Daniel arrived the next day knowing nothing. What’s wrong? He asked as soon as he saw her. Amelia couldn’t completely hide it.
She looked more tense, more tired. Nothing, she replied, looking away. Daniel frowned.
Don’t lie to me. Something happened. She wasn’t sure if she should tell him, but then she remembered that Daniel wasn’t the same man as three years ago.
Your mother came to see me. Daniel fell silent. His gaze changed immediately.
What did she say? That I should leave. That I should do the right thing. Daniel let out a low laugh, but not of amusement.
Of course she did. Amelia crossed her arms. She was serious, Daniel.
I also know I’m not going to let her win. Amelia felt a chill. It’s not a game.
Daniel looked at her intently. Do you think I don’t know that? The atmosphere between them was heavy, but neither looked away. Leave it to me, he finally said.
I’ll fix this. Amelia let out an incredulous laugh. You can’t fix your mother, but I can make sure she doesn’t come near you again.
How? Daniel smiled, but it was a cold smile. Leave it to me. The showdown and a calculated retreat Daniel didn’t waste time.
He called her that same afternoon. Mother? Daniel said. Alexander? Eleanor replied calmly.
What a surprise. We’ll skip the pleasantries. I know you spoke with Amelia.
Eleanor said nothing for a moment. Then her tone changed. Because I’m worried.
Daniel clenched his jaw. Don’t give me that. You did it because you hate not being in control.
I’m thinking about your future. No, he interrupted her. You’re thinking about yours.
There was a long silence. That child doesn’t fit into your life, Daniel. Daniel felt something break inside him.
Are you really saying that? I’m not saying you don’t want him. I’m saying he’s not your son. He’s not part of what you’ve built.
Daniel closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Listen carefully, mom. I’m going to make this clear so there are no misunderstandings.
Leo is my son and you will not interfere in his life or mine again. Eleanor sighed. Don’t be dramatic.
I’m not. I’m setting boundaries. That’s what you think.
But in the end, Daniel, for the first time, Eleanor remained silent and for the first time in his life, Daniel felt that she didn’t have the upper hand. Do what you want, she said coldly, but don’t be surprised when things get complicated. Things are already complicated and even so, I prefer this rather than continuing to be the obedient son you want.
He hung up before she could reply. For the first time, he felt he had landed the first blow, but he knew Eleanor Brooks would not stand idly by. Daniel closed his eyes and exhaled sharply.
He had justified Eleanor Brooks, something very few had done without consequences. But this time, he wasn’t going to back down. He ran a hand over his face and then looked at his phone.
He had to focus on what was important. Amelia. The last thing he wanted was his son to suffer because of his mother’s manipulations.
He had to strengthen his relationship with him. He had to show Amelia that he was here to stay and he knew exactly how to start. Do you want us three to go together? Amelia frowned, surprised by Daniel’s proposal.
Just to the park, he clarified. I’m not saying we should move in together. Amelia crossed her arms.
Why do you suddenly want to do this? I can’t leave Leo in his own environment without him feeling like I’m forcing him into something. She sighed, hesitating. Daniel didn’t blame her but after a long silence, she nodded.
All right. The park was full of children running and playing on the swings. Leo let go of his mother’s hand and approached with curiosity.
Daniel followed him with his gaze, not knowing quite what to do. You’ve never dealt with children, have you? It shows. She watched him for a moment and then sighed.
Just follow him. Let him set the pace. Daniel didn’t answer but walked to where Leo was playing in the sand.
What are you building? Leo replied, not looking up. Can I help you? The boy looked up, thoughtful and then nodded. Daniel knelt down and picked up some sand, not knowing exactly what to do with it.
Not like that, Leo said impatiently. First you have to make a base. Daniel smiled unknowingly.
And how do I do that? Leo sighed as if he were talking to an absolute beginner. I’ll show you. And for the next half hour, Daniel listened carefully to each of his instructions.
Amelia watched them from afar. The way Leo spoke without fear. How Daniel listened patiently.
How he laughed at the small things. She never imagined seeing them like this. And against all odds, her son seemed to trust him naturally.
That was what scared her the most. Because if Leo started to love him, if he started to see him as part of his life, she couldn’t afford to lose Daniel again. Because if he left again, this time he wouldn’t only break her heart, he would also break his son’s.
The slow bloom of trust. Amelia couldn’t stop watching them. Daniel and Leo were still in the sand, now trying to build a tower taller than the previous one.
Leo laughed every time the structure collapsed, while Daniel feigned frustration. It was a simple scene, but the feeling it provoked in Amelia was anything but simple. It was fear.
Not because Daniel was failing. But because he seemed to be doing too well. Too well.
Every day, Leo became more accustomed to his presence, sought him out with more confidence, no longer seemed shy when Daniel arrived. And although Amelia knew it was what should happen, she couldn’t ignore the worry that gnawed at her chest. What would happen if Daniel got tired? If he decided this was too much for him? If, after all, he ended up being just a visitor in Leo’s life? Are you tense again? Daniel’s voice pulled her from her thoughts.
He stood in front of her, with Leo running around the yard. Amelia looked away. I’m fine.
No, you’re not, he said directly. What’s wrong? She took a moment to respond. I’m scared, she confessed softly.
Daniel narrowed his eyes. Of what? Amelia swallowed before looking at him. That this won’t last.
Daniel’s face hardened. I’m not leaving. You say that now.
I say that because it’s the truth. Amelia shook her head. Daniel, you have another life.
Businesses, trips, commitments. I don’t know how long you can keep this up. Daniel crossed his arms.
And what if I tell you that I’m not leaving? That I’m not just here for a while? Amelia looked at him with a mixture of skepticism and a desire to believe him. I don’t know if I can risk trusting that. Daniel took a step closer, his voice lower, but firm.
It’s not just about you, Amelia. It’s about Leo. She felt a lump in her chest.
I know, she whispered. But that’s precisely what scares me the most. The following days, Amelia tried to act normal.
She didn’t want to let her fear sabotage everything. But Daniel was perceptive. He watched her, noticed when she drifted off, when she seemed to hesitate every time Leo hugged him with excitement.
And one day, after putting Leo to sleep, she couldn’t take it anymore. Tell me the truth, Amelia. She looked up from the teacup she held in the kitchen.
About what? Daniel looked at her seriously. About what’s really bothering you? Amelia put the cup on the table and sighed. I don’t want Leo to get attached to you if you’re not sure you’re going to stay.
Daniel placed his hands on the table, looking at her intently. Amelia, this is not a game for me. You say that now? Daniel clicked his tongue impatiently.
I’m not a child. I’m not doing this on a whim. I’m here because I want to be here.
Amelia held his gaze, feeling her heart beating too fast. And what if one day you decide you can’t do it anymore? He straightened up. Then tell me what I have to do to prove to you that I’m not leaving.
Amelia felt her throat close up because she had no answer, because part of her didn’t want one, and because she knew that if he kept insisting, she would end up falling. Daniel didn’t bring up the topic again, but Amelia knew his answer still floated between them. He was determined to stay.
She was afraid he would leave, and in the middle of it all was Leo, more and more comfortable with his presence. The days passed, and Daniel started picking him up from school when Amelia had work. Some afternoons, he would take him for ice cream.
Others, they would just sit in the park and play. It was so natural, so simple, so dangerous. Because for the first time, Amelia started to imagine a future where Daniel was really there, not just as a temporary visitor.
And that terrified her. One night, when Leo was already asleep, Daniel stayed in the apartment longer than usual. Want some coffee? Amelia asked, not realizing how strange it sounded.
He looked at her with a faint smile. Is that your way of telling me not to leave yet? Amelia fell silent. She hadn’t even thought about it.
But when she realized she didn’t want him to leave, her stomach churned. Daniel approached the table and sat across from her. Tell me what’s wrong.
Amelia looked down. Nothing. Amelia.
She pressed her lips together and looked him in the eyes. I don’t know what to do with you. Daniel raised an eyebrow.
I didn’t know I was a problem. Amelia sighed. You are, because you’re here, because Leo is getting used to you.
Because I… She stopped, feeling her heart pound in her chest. Daniel didn’t look away. You what? Amelia swallowed and looked away.
It doesn’t matter. Daniel leaned over the table. It does matter.
Amelia felt the room getting smaller, that Daniel was too close, that her feelings were too out of control. I’m scared that this is starting to feel normal. She finally admitted.
Daniel tilted his head. Why? She let out a dry laugh. Because if this becomes normal, it means we could lose it.
Daniel looked at her in silence for a long moment. Then, with a calm but firm voice, he said, we’re not going to lose anything. Amelia couldn’t answer.
Because deep down, a part of her wanted to believe him. And that was what scared her the most. A year of normalcy and a promise kept.
Daniel couldn’t stop thinking about Amelia’s words. I’m scared that this is starting to feel normal. There was something in her voice when she said it.
Not just fear, but also something deeper, something he couldn’t name. He didn’t want to pressure her anymore that night. He knew that forcing her would only make her shut down even more.
But he was clear that Amelia felt something, something she was trying to avoid at all costs. And Daniel, for the first time in a long time, was not willing to let it go. The days continued.
Leo waited for him excitedly every time he picked him up from school. Every time he saw him smile, Daniel felt something inside him solidify more. That child was his, his blood, and he couldn’t believe he had almost been taken from him.
But the most difficult part wasn’t Leo. It was Amelia. She continued to keep her distance, although it was clear it was hard for her to do so.
Every time their hands brushed while walking next to Leo, the silence grew thick. Daniel noticed how her breathing changed. But she did nothing, and he was already tired of waiting.
One afternoon, after putting Leo to sleep, Amelia went out onto the balcony for some air. Daniel followed her. How long are you going to keep running from this? She immediately tensed.
What are you talking about? Daniel rested his hands on the railing, looking at the city. Us? Amelia turned abruptly. There is no us, Daniel.
He smiled ironically. Do you really believe that? It’s the truth? It’s not. Amelia pressed her lips together.
Daniel, we can’t. Why not? He interrupted. Because you’re scared? She looked away.
It’s not fear. Of course it is. I don’t want Leo to get confused, Daniel stared at her intently.
Or you don’t want to get confused yourself. The silence between them was unbearable. Amelia felt her pulse quicken.
Daniel was too close, his voice too firm, too confident. And she was losing the battle she had tried to fight since he came back. Then, without thinking too much, she said the only thing she had left.
This isn’t going to work. Daniel didn’t move. Why? Amelia closed her eyes for an instant before replying.
Because I don’t know how to trust you again. Daniel inhaled slowly. He didn’t get angry.
He didn’t argue. He just nodded. Then tell me how to do it.
She looked at him in surprise. What? Tell me how to make you trust me again? Amelia felt a lump in her throat because she had no answer. Because part of her didn’t want one and because she knew that if he kept insisting, she would end up falling.
Daniel didn’t pressure her after that night on the balcony. But Amelia knew he was waiting. He didn’t say it.
He didn’t show it, obviously. But she saw it in his eyes every time they were close, in the patience with which he treated her, in the way he left space for her to make the decision. And the worst part was that with each passing day she felt her own defenses weaken.
Everything changed. Daniel received the call when he least expected it. He was in his office reviewing some reports when his phone rang.
He didn’t recognize the number but he answered immediately. Mr. Brooks? The voice on the other end of the line sounded formal but with a hint of urgency. Yes, who is this? I’m your mother’s lawyer.
Daniel felt his blood boil. What the hell does she want now? There was a brief silence before the lawyer continued. I just wanted to inform you that Mrs. Eleanor Brooks has initiated legal proceedings to obtain custody of your son.
The air seemed to leave his lungs. What did you say? Mrs. Brooks has argued that you and the child’s mother are unfit to raise him. She has requested an evaluation to determine if Leo would be better under her care.
Daniel’s heart pounded with fury. This is insane. I know, sir, the lawyer said in a neutral tone but the petition is already underway.
Daniel was speechless. He couldn’t believe it. He knew his mother wouldn’t give up easily but he never thought she would go this far and the worst part was that now he had to tell Amelia.
When he arrived at the apartment Amelia opened the door with a frown. What’s wrong? She asked instantly. Daniel wasted no time.
We have a problem. Amelia felt a chill. What happened? My mother filed a lawsuit to get Leo.
The world stopped. No, she can’t do that. Amelia whispered, feeling short of breath.
Yes, she can and she’s doing it. Amelia leaned against the wall. No, this can’t be happening.
Daniel took her by the shoulders forcing her to look at him. I’m going to stop her. I’m not going to let her take our son but Amelia barely heard him.
Her worst fear had come true. Eleanor had fulfilled her threat and now if they didn’t do something they could lose everything. Amelia felt her legs tremble.
The world was crumbling around her but Daniel held her firmly by the shoulders. Look at me, he said in a harsh voice. We’re going to fix this.
How? She whispered. Fear reflected in her eyes. It’s Eleanor.
She’s powerful. She has money, contacts, lawyers. And I do too.
Daniel interrupted. I’m not going to let her win but Amelia couldn’t breathe. Her whole body was on alert as if her instinct was screaming at her to run before it was too late.
We need a plan. Daniel continued. We can’t act impulsively.
Amelia rubbed her temples. We can’t let this go to trial. It won’t.
Amelia looked at him in disbelief. Daniel, your mother doesn’t play fair. I know.
He said coldly. And that’s why I’m going to confront her her way. The next few days were chaos.
Daniel contacted his trusted lawyers and prepared his defense. Amelia met with specialists to prove that Leo was fine with her but anxiety wouldn’t let her sleep. Every day she expected to receive a notification that something was wrong.
A legal blow that would put them against the ropes and when it came it wasn’t what she expected. A letter delivered to her door. You have one last chance to do the right thing.
Don’t make this harder for everyone. See you tomorrow at 10 a.m. Eleanor. Amelia felt her blood run cold.
You’re not going alone. Daniel said as soon as he read the letter. I’m not going at all.
Amelia replied angrily. If you don’t go you’ll just give her more reasons to attack us. Amelia clenched her fists.
I’m not going to let her manipulate me again. Daniel looked at her seriously. That’s why I’m going with you.
She hesitated. She knew confronting Eleanor was a risk but she also knew they couldn’t keep running. The meeting was at an elegant restaurant away from the city.
Eleanor was already waiting when they arrived. She was dressed as always impeccable with an expression of calm superiority. I see you’ve brought reinforcements she said with a sharp smile.
Daniel sat across from her. Cut the crap mom. Eleanor sighed with feigned disappointment.
Always so aggressive Amelia crossed her arms. Tell us what you want. Eleanor looked at them coldly.
I want what’s best for Leo. Daniel let out a dry laugh. And you’re what’s best? Of course.
Amelia felt like screaming. You don’t care about him. You just want to control everything.
Eleanor gave her a bored look. What I want is to spare him a life of mediocrity. Do you really think you can give him what he needs? Amelia’s stomach churned.
My son is not an object for you to decide what he wants. I don’t know what to do with him. Eleanor calmly took a sip of her coffee.
What he is is a Brooks. And that means he deserves more than you can give him. Daniel looked at her with contained fury.
You’re not going to touch him. Eleanor raised an eyebrow. And what are you going to do to stop me? Silence spread between them.
Amelia felt the fear in her skin. Eleanor never made empty threats. And the worst part was that he knew it.
The war had just begun. Daniel clenched his fists under the table. You’re not going to win, mom.
Eleanor looked at him with an almost amused smile. And who’s going to stop me? You? Yes. His tone was so cold and firm that for the first time Eleanor’s expression changed.
Amelia saw the woman’s eyes narrow slightly. She knew she was calculating. She was measuring her own son as if he were a pawn in her game.
You have no idea what you’re doing, Eleanor finally said. Daniel rested his elbows on the table and spoke calmly. Neither do you.
The woman raised an eyebrow as if amused by his bravery. Enlighten me. Daniel took a deep breath and looked her directly in the eyes.
If you take this to court I’ll go public. Eleanor smiled but there was a shadow in her gaze. And you think that scares me? It doesn’t scare you but it makes you uncomfortable and you hate being uncomfortable, don’t you? Amelia tensed.
Daniel was right. Eleanor Brooks built her reputation on an image of an unblemished woman, a benefactor, an unbreakable businesswoman. A scandal of this magnitude would put the press all over her.
Daniel continued without giving her time to respond. I have proof of everything, of how you interfered in my private life, of how you manipulated Amelia to leave and if you decide to go ahead with this I swear every damn newspaper and every news outlet in this country will find out. Eleanor narrowed her eyes.
That will also affect you. I prefer that to my son. The silence was heavy.
Amelia felt her heart pound in her chest. Eleanor slowly turned her head towards her. You approve of this? Amelia didn’t look away.
I don’t need to approve of it. Leo is mine and Daniel’s not yours. Eleanor smiled mockingly.
You have no idea the mistake you’re making. Daniel crossed his arms. There was a long silence.
Then Eleanor elegantly stood up and took her purse. I’ll think about it. Daniel and Amelia watched her walk away without saying a word but they both knew that this war was not over yet.
The next few days were hell. Every hour Amelia expected to receive notification of the lawsuit. Every call she received made her heart jump.
But days passed and nothing came. Until out of nowhere Daniel received a message. Enjoy your victory but remember Daniel there’s always more than one way to win.
Amelia felt a chill when he showed her the screen. What do you think it means? She asked in a whisper. Daniel clenched his jaw.
It means that for now she’ll leave us alone. Amelia sighed but her body remained tense. I don’t like this.
Daniel looked at her seriously. Me neither but for the first time I think I beat my mother. And although fear still surrounded them they knew they had crossed a line from which Eleanor could no longer return.
No matter what she tried next Leo was still with them and that was all that mattered. This is such a gripping turn of events. Do you think Eleanor is truly defeated or is she plotting something new? What do you think Daniel and Amelia’s next steps should be? Share your predictions in the comments below.
A year of normalcy. The air felt lighter in the following days. After weeks of tension Eleanor had retreated.
There were no more letters no more threats no more attempts at manipulation but Amelia wasn’t completely calm. She can’t give up that easily she said one night while making coffee in the kitchen. Daniel, sitting at the table watched her calmly.
It’s not surrender it’s strategy. Amelia turned her head with a frown. What do you mean? Daniel shrugged that she won’t do anything now because it’s not convenient for her but that doesn’t mean she has accepted defeat.
She felt a chill that wouldn’t go away.
“It’s not going to give me peace,” she whispered.
“It’s not going to give it to you either,” Daniel said softly.
“But the difference is… now we know what we’re up against.”
Amelia sighed and leaned her hands on the counter.
“And what if one day she tries again?”
Daniel stood up and walked to her.
“Then we’ll be ready.”
She closed her eyes for a moment. She felt like she had been waiting for an attack for so long, that now, when the battle seemed over, her body didn’t know how to relax. Daniel noticed — and for the first time in a long time, he took her hand, and she didn’t pull away.
“Amelia…”
She looked at him and saw something in his eyes she hadn’t seen before — something that made her feel safe.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Or to Leo.”
Amelia felt a lump in her throat.
“I don’t want this to just be a war against your mother, Daniel.”
“It’s not,” he replied.
There was a long silence. Daniel gently squeezed her hand.
“You said you didn’t know how to trust me again.”
Amelia swallowed.
“Yes… and now…”
She looked down for a moment.
“Now I’m not sure.”
Daniel smiled — not mockingly, but with patience.
“That’s progress.”
She let out a dry laugh. Daniel watched her in silence before letting go of her hand.
“I’ll wait.”
Amelia looked at him in surprise.
“Wait for what?”
“Until you’re sure.”
And before she could respond, he walked away with a calm smile — leaving Amelia with a strange feeling in her chest.
Because for the first time, she also wanted to wait.
Because for the first time, she believed that maybe — just maybe — they could have a future together. A park. A promise. A real family.
One year later…
Amelia stopped at the park entrance and watched the scene in front of her.
Leo ran across the grass, laughing out loud, as Daniel chased him.
“I’m gonna get you!” Daniel shouted, using that playful voice he only used with his son.
Leo shrieked with excitement and sped up, but his father caught him easily and lifted him into the air.
“Nooo!”
“Yes!”
Both laughed as if the world was only theirs. Amelia felt a pang in her chest — of happiness, of relief, of something she didn’t dare to name.
Because after everything they had been through — after so many doubts and fears — they were here.
Daniel noticed her watching and gave her a smile. One that didn’t demand answers. One that simply said: I’m here.
Amelia approached and sat on their usual bench. Leo ran to her and hugged her legs.
“Mommy! Daddy runs super fast!”
Amelia ruffled his hair.
“That’s because he has long legs.”
Daniel dropped down beside her, breathing deeply.
“I’m too old for this.”
Amelia laughed.
“You’re such a drama queen.”
He smiled sideways.
“You haven’t seen me when my back hurts yet.”
She shook her head and looked at Leo.
“He’s happy.”
Daniel looked at her gently.
“We are too.”
Amelia felt warmth in her chest. A year ago, she would never have imagined this moment — not with Daniel, not with the family they had rebuilt.
But here they were.
Not with a perfect ending.
Not with a guaranteed forever.
But with something much more real — the promise to keep trying.