She found Hugo, her face streaked with tears as she sobbed, claiming she had never truly abandoned him and that she had been powerless. That her parents had threatened their own lives, forcing her to leave.
And just like that, everything changed.
She claimed that she had never forgotten him, even after leaving for the UK. No matter how hard life had been, she had held onto the dream of reuniting with him.
And Hugo softened.
Seeing that she had nowhere to go, he welcomed her into our home without hesitation, discussion, or even looking at me.
Like that, my husband's ex-girlfriend walked through our doors as if she belonged.
I could only watch as Ava effortlessly wove herself into our lives, winning over both my husband and son with alarming ease.
Hugo had always had a heavy smoking habit, one we fought over time and time again. But ever since Ava arrived, the scent of cigarettes disappeared as if it had never existed.
Always buried in his studies, Jasper had never spared a moment for household chores. He had never even boiled a pot of noodles for me. Yet now, to impress Ava, he pored over cookbooks like a devoted student.