Fastforward to Thursday Evening
Sade’s POV
Sade sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel as the kids bounced with excitement in the backseat.
“Mommy, can we go now?” Jr. whined, practically vibrating in his seat. “We’re gonna be late!”
Sade forced a smile. "Alright, alright, let’s go."
The second she unlocked the doors, the kids bolted toward the porch, their laughter filling the air. Before she even reached the steps, the front door swung open, and Shane Jr. tackled Marco Jr. in a hug. The girls quickly followed, their shrieks of excitement echoing into the evening.
Sade inhaled sharply, adjusting her purse strap. The house looked the same—too familiar, too full of memories she’d rather leave untouched.
And then, there he was.
Shane.
Standing in the doorway, arms crossed, wat
