SHE's MINE (Billionaires Custodial War) Book-2 MET TO MEND

I never imagined my life would be so lovely. Milo made me feel whole, and his family accepted me and my daughter unconditionally, regardless of my background. He has always stood by me and knows me better than anyone else. He is a perfect soul on whom I can rely, a friend through my highs and lows. Demi and Ron moved to California, while I and Milo moved to Germany to be with his family. We've been married for five years and living happily ever after. He grants all of my wishes before I even express them. He is an angel that the universe has bestowed upon me. On our fifth wedding anniversary, he surprised me by taking me to my dream vacation destination, Santorini, Greece. The views are breathtaking; we had only arrived an hour before and decided to dine at this seaside restaurant, the cool sea breeze washing away my tiredness. "Where is Dream, Neha?" Milo's concerned words jolted me out of my trance. "Dream...she is here," I said, turning to my right. "Where?" Mylo inquired. My heart skipped a beat looking at the vacant chair. "Dream...Dream...?" I panicked and screamed as I looked around. "She was just sitting here with me a minute ago," I said, my throat burning. "But she's not here; she's only five years old; how can she go anywhere on her own?" Milo stated. "I'm not sure, Milo...but please find her," I said as tears streamed down my cheeks, "Don't worry, Neha; she's probably close by; you go look for her, and I ask security; she'll be with us soon!" Milo exclaimed as he gathered his thoughts, "Yeah," I confirmed as we parted ways to search for our daughter Dream. "Dream...Dreammm..." "Where have you gone, my angel?" I yelled as I searched for her. Tears keep on streaming down my cheeks as I imagine the worst-case scenario. "Have you seen a little girl with dark hair and a denim frock?" I inquired of a random couple, My mind was flooded with assumptions. Is she being kidnapped? Is Charles exacting his vengeance, or is it Jasper? I vividly recall Charles threatening us. Milo, I jerked at my phone's ringtone. With trembling hands, I answered the phone. "Milo...Dream?" I mumbled "Did you find her?" he inquired, concerned. "I can't find her, she's gone... Milo... "I'm not getting any positive vibes." "Could you please locate my daughter?" I begged, sobbing over the call. "Please be strong, Neha; she must be nearby; keep looking for her; I called security; they are also looking for her... I swear I'll find our daughter... Don't give up!" He comforted me once more. Hearing his promising words, I recollected my strength and pace into a narrow lane, which might fascinate my curious little girl, After moving 100 yards, I heard my girl's giggles and hearing her voice I ran towards the direction of the sound... I saw a well-built man in a t-shirt and shorts, carrying Dream in his arms and strolling on the street. Without losing a second I ran and snatched Dream from his hands and tightly hugged taking a few steps away from that man. "Thankgod you are fine, I found you," I said kissing her forehead "Oh girl, you scared me, how did you reach here? I asked, caressing her hair "Mommy," she squealed giggling showing me two chocolates in her hand. "Who gave you these chocolates?" I interrogatively questioned her "That football champ gave me these chocolates, he is so funny!" she sweetly exclaimed and her words reminded of the man, I turned to him and jerked looking at him. "NO!" he can't be him, my heart yelled "Neh, Is that you?" he asked and a shiver went down my spine making me numb. He paced towards me, I wanted to run off but my frozen feet didn't move an inch, "O MY GOD!, Neh It's you!" He exclaimed palming his mouth in astonishment I composed myself before he took me to my past and was about to move away from me, "Neh, it's me!" he said trying to stop me, I didn't stop at his words and rather chose to pace up, He jogs and blocks my way, stopping me to move further "Neh, I know it is you," He strongly said "Excuse me, Mister, I don't talk to strangers," I replied deliberately retracting my eyes here and there, "Am I stranger to you Neh?" He questioned softly pulling my face towards him and our eyes met and my past started revolving around my eyes, the good, the bad, all the moments. "Mommy, he is Nick," Dream words brought me back to the present "Look, Mister,... Thank you very much for taking care of my daughter... and I really appreciate the way you entertained her," I tried to be sophisticated "Daughter?"..."Is she your daughter?"... "You got married?" He amusedly started bombarding his questions, "Yes, I am happily married and she is my daughter." I confidently exclaimed He frustratedly ranked his hair and his disappointed facial expressions, stabbed my heart Why is he frustrated now? my heart asked "So, you remember me and faked?" he caught me off guard "Of course, who in the world doesn't recognise the International football champion, Nick Dawson," I emphasized "Hey, don't pretend to be a stranger, Neh?" He said squeezing his eyes "Mr. Dawson, I have to go, my husband must be worried for us," I said trying to excuse "By the way, Whose the lucky guy?" he asked smiling His changing expressions make me more confused, Is he happy that I moved on or Is he feeling at lost? I jerked with my phone ringtone I picked up the, 'Yes, I found her!...she is fine...we are near the bridge down the lane." "Ok," I answered Milo questions on the call and he instructed me to wait there for him. "Your husband?" Nick asked I nodded in anticipation "Who's your husband?" he again asked "Well... I am married to." "She is married to me!" Milo exclaimed cutting me in between My eyes sparkled looking at Milo "Hey, dear...are you fine?" he sweetly asked taking Dream in his arms "Yes, daddy," Dream chuckled, "He is Nick and he gave me these chocolates," Dream proactively introduced Nick to Milo and a cloud of anxiety covered my heart. Milo turned his eyes towards Nick, "Do I know you?" Mylo curiously asked looking at his face Milo is not much into sports and never watched any football match, so it's obvious he didn't recognise him, "I am Nick Dawson, the footballer," Nick introduced himself and raised his hand towards Milo for a handshake Milo paused and exchanged a look with me, I reluctantly nodded as I understood what his eyes are asking, "Hi, I am Milo Miller, Neha's husband and Dream's father," Milo strongly said giving him a warm handshake, I heaved a deep sigh looking at Milo's calm expression. he trusts me, I know. "Your daughter is really beautiful and smart." Nick appreciate Dreams cuteness "Indeed she got these qualities from her mother," Milo added "How old is she?" Nick questioned "4...5," I and Milo answered in unison Milo exchanged a perplexed look and looking at my worried expression, "O...Oops my bad...she is 4 years old," Milo rectified "You know fathers are pretty not that good in reminding all these details," Milo justified himself "Yeah, I completely understand..." Nick chuckled "Let's go, Milo," I said trying to get off this mess as soon as possible "Excuse me, gentleman, our dinner is waiting for us. Actually, today is our fifth wedding anniversary and we are here for a private celebration," Milo nonchalantly phrased a long sentence "Woah...that's great...Congratulations," Nick uneasily said, I can read a tinch of disappointment in his body language, Milo wrapped his free hand around my waist and we moved towards the restaurant, I keep on stealing glances at Nick and he keeps on staring at us moving away.