Serenity was feeling a bit tired. After getting back from her honeymoon, everything had been a whirlwind of emotions and meetings.
The week had flown by, and before she knew it, it was already Friday. Everything had gone by in a blur—coming home, unpacking, and picking up Ethan.
It didn't help that the girls were dying to hear all the honeymoon details.
The week had passed quickly, between listening to Ethan and John's adventures, picking out the dream house where they'd live in Hesperia, handling all the paperwork so Ethan could start at the same school as John—so much that she almost forgot about a meeting she had agreed to go to, even if she hadn't been all that excited about it. Still, she'd promised to show up.
After getting back from the honeymoon, Serenity had checked her pregnancy tracking app, and it showed the start of the final four weeks. She couldn't help but feel butterflies every time she imagined Isabelle's arrival.
That day in particular, she'd woken up a little more tired than usual. She'd felt some minor aches here and there, but chalked it all up to the size of her huge belly.
It wasn't the first time she'd felt that way—her obgyn had explained they were Braxton Hicks contractions, so there was no need to worry too much. She just needed to rest properly.
Alden and Peter had to travel to Florentia to meet with Maximus, and Theodore—her husband now—had agreed to go because they needed his signature to move forward with the partnership.
By midday, she was so exhausted she had to take a nap. As soon as she woke up, she remembered the conversation she'd had with Laura and the promise she'd made to meet and talk about something specific.
She hadn't brought it up to Alden, mostly because she knew he wouldn't agree—and for good reason.
But she felt it was time to fix the things that had happened in the past, all under the shadow of Leonardo Palmer.
So, without overthinking it, she put on a comfy dress, a pair of flats, grabbed her purse, and asked one of the bodyguards to drive her to the café downtown.
That's where she had agreed to meet the only one of her siblings she had no contact with: Lucius Palmer.
He still carried that last name, although it was really just a formality now. Lucius didn't legally exist anymore—his name was now Sebastian Sinclair.
After 30 minutes in the car, Serenity finally spotted the café where she'd agreed to meet Lucius.
Her stomach was in knots, and weirdly enough, her back ached a little. She'd felt it since early morning, but only now realized the pain had been there all day.
A bit tired and uncomfortable, she got out of the car and said to the bodyguard:
"I'm going into the café. Please, just keep some distance. I need a bit of privacy—it's a delicate topic."
"Yes, ma'am! Don't worry, I'll be right here if you need anything."
"Thanks!"
She sat at one of the outdoor tables, gently rubbing her belly and talking to Isabelle while waiting for her older brother—older by just a few months.
What she didn't know was that Lucius had already been watching her from inside the café. The moment he saw her sitting outside, he got up, coffee in hand, and headed over.
"Serenity Bartz Palmer," Lucius said softly.
Amanda had warned him not to use his usual voice—she found it sexy and charming, but for a pregnant woman, it might come off too intense, like he was scolding her.
"Lucius!" Serenity said, surprised.
She couldn't believe she was face-to-face with the same man who, just over a year ago, had tried to hurt her.
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