Chapter 1
Alina’s POV
"Mommy!" My four years old son yelled running into my room.
I turned to look at him and he covered his mouth with his hand before moving back a little and knocked on the door.
"Yes baby?" I answered and he walked in closing the door. "Did you sleep good?" I asked and he got on the bed before placing a hand on my cheek.
"Yes. Are we going to Sammy's birthday party?" He asked.
"Yes baby."
I said picking him up. "Is Laura here yet?" I asked and he shrugged.
"Are we going to buy a gift for Sammy?
"Yeah. We are going to buy his gift before going to the party." I said and he nodded as I pulled him into my arms. "You should know what he likes."
"It's time for you to take a shower now?"
He frowned but didn't say anything.
He hates showers, but it's like I'm going to listen if he tells me he doesn't want to take one.
"Mommy!". I heard ethan yell for the third and I smiled looking at my reflection on the mirror.
Why is he so impatient?
"I'm coming!" I yelled back pulling the red sundress I was wearing down.
"But you always say that." He said making me laugh.
Get over it little boy.
I looked at my reflection and sighed.
Well they say apples don't fall far from the tree.
Everyday, I understand why they say that.
**Flashback **
"Alina!"
"I'm coming!" I yelled as I retouched my makeup a little.
"You said that minutes ago. We're going to be late!"
"Fashionably late." I smiled straightening the baby blue dress I was wearing before walking out of the bedroom and toward the stairs.
Ethan smiled and I reached down the stairs. "I hate waiting but it's always worth it." He smiled kissing me softly. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you."
****
"Mommy!" Mason whined loudly and I sighed grabbing my purse.
I walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs.
Mason was sitting on the carpet watching sponge bob when I walked down.
"I'm ready. You need to learn about patience." I said and he quickly stood up walking toward me.
"Let's go! Let's go!". He said taking my hand and walking toward the door.
****
"Mommy, what if we get him the little cat like mine?" He asked.
"I don't know sweety. You're the one making the choice." I said smiling at him through the rearview.
I parked the car as we got in front of the store and got out of the car before helping him.
I quickly grabbed his hand knowing he could just be running off if I let him.
"Mommy, I can go look." He said trying to pull his hand out of mine as we walked in the store.
"Don't run, okay?" I said and he nodded walking in an aisle as I just looked at him.
Everytime I look at my son, I can't help but think about him, my ex husband. And I know I shouldn't be.
But he looks so much like him. From the incredibly bad temper, to their ways of getting out of trouble.
****
As we soon as we got to the party? Jason directly went playing with the other kids while I went to the kitchen where Hannah, my bestfriend, was.
Sammy is Hannah's nephew. But she's taking care of him like he was her son. He stays with her most of the time because his parents are too busy to take care of him apparently. So she's like his second mom.
I donn't understand Sammy's parents at all, but who am I to judge.
I still don't have the courage to call Jason's father to tell him shout his son.
"Hey!" Hannah exclaimed as soon as she saw me.
"Hi." I smiled taking a seat on one of the stools.
"How are you?"
"Good. What about you? Whats up?". She asked, taking some cookies from the oven.
"Nothing much. Just my business and my son." I said.
I opened a wedding dress shop three years ago with the help of an investor that used to work with my father when he was still alive. He helped me open it and I started paying him back as soon as my business started going well.
He said he owed my father that much.
"Where's that husband of yours?" I asked raising an eyebrow, when I didn't see him anywhere.
"Somewhere with the kids. He loves them." She said looking at him lovingly through the kitchen's window.
They have been married for two years now and they are still trying to have a baby. They loved Sammy of course but Hannah always wanted a child of her own.
I wished things went differently for me. I wish Hunter wouldn't have been blinded by his jealousy.
"I know that look." I looked up and Hannah looked at me sighing.
I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head. "I wasn't."
"Why don't you try and call him?" Hannah asked knowing exactly what I was thinking about.
"Mason is his son. I know you're scared but your son is growing up and is asking more questions about him. Don't you think your son deserves to know who his father is?".
' She said coming closer to me and taking my hand in hers.
"I know. I will call him. I just need to find the courage." I said looking at her. "I'll do it for Jason."
****
Throughout the whole ride home and while giving Jason a bath, all I could think about was Hunter.
I should really call him. They need to know each other. Mason needs to know his father.
The only thing I told was that his father and I were mad at each other, but that it had nothing to do with him.
My boy is smart. I am not going to lie to him, but he is still too young to know what happened.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by the door bell ringing.
I wiped my tears and went to the door. I opened it and my eyes widened in shock.
Well then, just when you think of the devil, he appears.
"Missed me?". He said making me look at him in shock.
What's going on here?
