Baby Luca cooed in response, his tiny fingers reaching out to grasp at Osiris's shirt. Osiris chuckled and glanced over at Summer. "Say goodbye to Mommy Summer," he teased. "Did you just call me...?" Summer's voice trailed off, her cheeks flushing slightly. Osiris grinned mischievously. "Yes, Mommy Summer, I said." Summer's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and embarrassment on her face. She shook her head, trying to play it cool. "Well, you better take good care of our little one, Daddy Osiris." "Bye, Mommy Summer," Osiris said in a playful imitation of a baby's voice, giving baby Luca a little wave. Summer's cheeks grew even redder as she chuckled, feeling a warm mixture of amusement and affection for the man before her. "Okay, Daddy Osiris, time to go to work," she said, standing up from her seat and walking over to them. Osiris carefully handed baby Luca over to her, their hands briefly brushing against each other in the process. Their eyes met, a fleeting moment of conne

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over Legacy's sprawling mansion. His mind was a tempest of conflicted emotions, a maelstrom of desire, jealousy, and obsession that churned within him. The demons of his past had risen to the surface, consuming his thoughts and driving him to the edge of reason.His fingers curled around the glass of whiskey, the burn of the alcohol a feeble attempt to quell the storm raging within his chest. The image of Summer and another man together was a thorn in his mind, a constant reminder of what he felt he had lost. He stared out at the vast expanse of his property, the darkness outside mirroring the shadows that had taken root within him."I can't just let you slip through my fingers, Summer," he murmured to himself, his voice a low, ominous whisper that seemed to be carried away by the wind. “I won’t just do nothing watching you being happy, Summer, with that fucking bastard and without having the chance to be with my son.”A sinister sm

His malevolence remained hidden beneath a veneer of remorse, a mask that concealed the sinister intentions that lay beneath.Summer's vulnerability was his canvas, and he painted upon it a portrait of contrition and longing. It was a performance designed to elicit her compassion, to make her believe that he was worthy of a second chance. And as he gazed into her eyes, he reveled in the knowledge that she remained entrapped within the web he had spun.The seconds stretched, their gazes locked in a silent exchange that spoke volumes of their shared history. Legacy's eyes gleamed with a calculated intensity, his expression carefully calibrated to mirror the depths of sorrow he wished to convey. His every movement, every word, was a meticulously orchestrated symphony of manipulation, a symphony that he conducted with a cold and calculating precision.And Summer, swayed by the currents of emotion and memories that washed over her, could not help but respond to his act. Her heart ached with

"I know, Sum," Legacy replied with a sigh, his gaze lingering on her. "But I wish I could stay longer. Seeing you and Luca like this… it's something I didn't realize I wanted until now." Summer's lips curved into a soft smile, a mixture of fondness and understanding in her eyes. "I know, Leggie," she said, using the nickname from their childhood days. "But we can't keep doing this. It's not fair to Osiris, and it's not fair to us either." Legacy nodded, his expression conflicted. "You're right, as always. I just… I can't help but feel like I'm missing out on something important." Her hand reached out to gently touch his arm, a gesture of reassurance. "You're not missing out, Legacy. You're a part of our lives, and Luca will always know that too and our baby.”“Except, Osiris,” he interjected.Summer sighed. “Yeah, he hates you.” As the sound of footsteps grew louder, Legacy's shoulders tensed, and he cast a fleeting glance towards the door. "I'll go," he said, his voice tinged with

As the silence between them lingered, Legacy's smile widened, a sinister curve of his lips that sent a chill down Summer's spine. He was relishing in the chaos he had caused, the turmoil that was now palpable in the air. He had orchestrated this moment, carefully weaving a web of deceit and betrayal that now ensnared them all.Summer's heart raced, her mind racing to find a way to salvage the situation. She knew that things had changed irreversibly between her and Osiris, and the blame rested squarely on her shoulders. But as her gaze met Legacy's, she couldn't shake the feeling that he was the puppeteer behind this entire spectacle, manipulating their emotions for his own sinister agenda.Legacy's victory was clear in his eyes, a triumph that he reveled in as he turned away from the scene. He had achieved his goal, creating a fracture between Summer and Osiris that would be difficult to mend. And as he walked away, his steps filled with a sense of satisfaction, Summer was left to gra