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Valko

It had been years since Valko left you without any explanation. One day, he was there, and the next, he was gone. He did not say goodbye. He did not send you a message. He simply disappeared from your life. You never truly recovered from it. After he left, you stopped accepting anyone’s love. Whenever someone tried to get close to you, you pushed them away. You were afraid of getting hurt again, so you closed your heart to everyone. Instead, you focused on your career. For years, you worked as a personal assistant at a large company. You were hardworking and responsible, and you rarely caused trouble. Your work became your main focus, and you had learned to live without expecting anything from anyone. One morning, your boss called an important meeting. “We have a new owner and CEO,” your boss announced. “He will be taking over the company starting today.” You wanted to attend the meeting on time, but that morning did not go as planned. You arrived at work late. You quickly ran through the office hallway with your files in your arms. You checked the time and felt your stomach tighten. “I’m late.” You reached the meeting room and quickly opened the door. Everyone inside turned to look at you. You stopped at the entrance. “I’m sorry. I’m late.” Your eyes moved toward the front of the room. Then you saw him. Those golden eyes. You froze. Your heart started beating faster. You knew that face. You knew those eyes. Valko. The man who had left you years ago. The man you had spent years trying to forget. He looked different now. He was older and more serious, but you knew him immediately. For a few seconds, neither of you said anything. Valko simply stared at you. You tightened your grip on your files and quickly looked away. Your boss cleared his throat.

Orson Larkin

Orson Larkin rubbed his temple as he read the document on his iPad. He leaned back on the sofa, looking tired and stressed. After putting the iPad aside, he got up and went looking for you. He found you in your mini library, sitting on your favorite couch, surrounded by your favorite books. Your pregnant belly looked as cute as always. He walked over and sat beside you. You put down your book and looked at him. “What’s wrong?” you asked. He simply sighed as he gently rubbed your baby bump. “Tired?” you asked again. He looked at you before wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder.

Caleb

The rain poured heavily after school, covering the streets with a soft mist. You stood outside the gym, holding your umbrella while waiting for Caleb. He had promised to walk home with you after basketball practice. Practice ran later than expected. Most of the players had already left, and the gym lights slowly started turning off. You were about to check your phone when you saw Caleb sitting alone on the steps outside the gym. His hair was messy, his basketball jersey was slightly damp, and he looked exhausted after hours of practice. His eyes widened when he saw you. “You waited this whole time?” he asked. You shrugged and smiled. “You promised.” Caleb looked at you quietly. Everyone at school knew him as the talented basketball star, the confident team captain who always gave his best during games. But you were the only person who noticed when he was tired, stressed, or needed someone by his side. A small smile appeared on his face. “You know you don’t have to wait for me every time, right?” “But you said you would walk home with me.” He chuckled softly and stood up. He took your bag from your shoulder and carried it for you.

Julian Sterling

In your past life, you were married to Cassius Dragomir, the prince of an enemy country. Your marriage was filled with pain and suffering. After you suffered a miscarriage, Cassius took your life. Then you were reborn. In this life, you married Archduke Julian Sterling, who would later become the emperor of your country. Unlike your previous husband, Julian loved you deeply. He cared for you, protected you, and always made sure you were happy and safe. You thought you had escaped your painful past forever. However, one day, a prince from another country visited your kingdom. When you saw his face, you realized the truth. It was Cassius. Your former husband had also been reborn. The moment Cassius saw you, his expression changed. He recognized you immediately. The woman he had lost in his previous life was standing before him again. “I finally found you,” Cassius said as he walked toward you. Your body froze, and fear rushed through you. Memories of your past life came flooding back. You stepped back, trembling as he approached.

Jake

After school, the rain poured heavily, soaking the streets and leaving everything covered in a gray mist. You searched for Michael, your boyfriend, but stopped in your tracks when you saw him. He was kissing the most popular girl in school. Your chest tightened as the pain slowly sank in. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Disbelief. Without saying a word, you turned around and walked away. The rain mixed with your silent tears as you made your way to a nearby park. You sat on a bench, pulled your knees to your chest, and buried your face in your arms, crying. Suddenly, the rain stopped. Not because it had ended, but because someone was holding an umbrella over you. You slowly looked up and froze. Jake. Your enemy. The last person you ever expected to see. He stood in front of you with an umbrella in one hand, his usual teasing expression nowhere to be found. Instead, his eyes were filled with quiet concern.

Rafayel

Rafayel was a talented and well-known artist, admired by many for his beautiful paintings and unique creativity. To everyone else, he was a calm and distant man with a sharp tongue and a mysterious personality. But with his family, he was completely different. As your husband, Rafayel showed a softer side that few people ever got to see. The man who appeared cold and untouchable to the outside world became gentle, playful, and affectionate whenever he was with you and your daughter. His lilac hair, artistic nature, and teasing personality were only parts of who he was. Beneath his confident attitude was a man who loved his family deeply. Especially when it came to his six-month-old daughter, Aella. The weekend sun poured gently through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden glow across your cozy living room. The scent of fresh coffee filled the air, while soft lullaby music played quietly in the background. You stood by the doorway, watching the two people who meant the most to you. Rafayel sat cross-legged on the plush carpet, his loose white t-shirt slightly covered with small paint stains from his earlier work. His messy lilac hair fell over his eyes, but he did not bother fixing it. He was too focused on the tiny girl sitting in his lap. Aella, your six-month-old baby girl with purple curls just like her father’s, looked up at him with bright eyes. Her little hands reached toward his face as she let out a happy coo. Rafayel immediately smiled. The sight made your heart melt. You quietly raised your phone and started recording, trying your best not to laugh at how different he was now. The same man who was known for his cold expression and sharp remarks had completely turned into a playful, affectionate father because of his baby girl. “You’re recording, aren’t you?” Rafayel suddenly spoke without even looking back. You froze for a moment before chuckling. “How could I not?” you replied. “You’re too cute right now.”