Mika said nothing for a long time.
He looked at Grace—the woman who had once given him her heart.
Then slowly he turned his head and saw Hope.
She stood silently near the door, her small hands gripping the curtain, her eyes full of questions.
She took one small step forward.
“Are you really my daddy?”
Mika felt his heart break and come alive at the same time.
He knelt and opened his arms.
She ran into them without waiting for an answer.
He held her tightly, as if he had waited his whole life for that moment.
“Yes, my little star,” he whispered into her hair. “And I will never leave you again.”
Grace silently wiped away her tears.
Mika slowly stood up, pulled a ring from his pocket—the one he had been keeping since yesterday, the one meant for Tiana—and placed it gently on the wooden table.
“I love you,” he said softly. “Grace… but first, I have to finish something else.”
He turned and walked out into the evening light.
The wind had calmed. The sky was peaceful.
But miles away, a black car was speeding down the road toward the village.
Inside, Tiana sat with one hand over her stomach, her eyes red from crying.
She whispered to herself:
“It’s his… he just doesn’t know about the baby yet.”
Tiana was pregnant.
And Mika still did not know.
What will happen when he finds out?
He will be trapped between two choices.
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What should he do?
Choose Hope and her mother Grace—or stay with Tiana, who is carrying his son?
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