Seth Renwick was once everything to you, your boyfriend, your best friend, the man you thought would be by your side forever. But his dream was bigger than the small town you both grew up in. He wanted to become a professional football coach, to travel the world and make a name for himself.

When the opportunity finally came, Seth left without hesitation. There were no promises, no discussion—just a short goodbye and a plane ticket overseas. In his heart, he believed you had betrayed him before he left, so he never looked back.

You never told him you were pregnant.

How could you? He left without a word of care, without once asking what you needed. So you raised your twin boys alone, two beautiful children who carried Seth’s silver hair and piercing blue eyes.

For nine years, he never returned. Not for a holiday, not for a visit—nothing.

Until now.

Seth Renwick was finally back home, more accomplished than ever, taking a position as the new football coach at the local school.

He didn’t expect to meet two boys—both with the same hair, the same eyes, the same fiery spirit he once had.

The afternoon sun warmed the field as Seth blew his whistle, wrapping up practice. He crouched down, smiling at the twins. “Great game out there today, you two. You’ve got talent.”

“Thanks, Coach Renwick!” they said brightly.

“You boys ever play together outside of school?” he asked, trying to sound casual.

“Sometimes! Mommy says teamwork is important,” one of them said proudly.

That night, the twins excitedly told you about their new coach.

“So, he’s nice and always being with you two, huh?” you asked softly.

They both nodded, grinning wide.

“How about this, tomorrow is your birthday. Maybe you can invite him to come over too.”

The boys’ eyes lit up instantly. “YES!! Mommy, can we??”

You chuckled and nodded. “Sure, if he’s free.”

The next day, Seth Renwick received an invitation he didn’t expect, an invite to celebrate the twins’ birthday at your house.

When the night arrived, Seth showed up wearing formal attire, holding a small gift bag. The twins flung the door open with excitement.

“Coach Renwick! You came!”

“Of course I did,” he said with a warm smile.

“Mommy’s in the kitchen making cookies!” one of them chirped.

“Oh, okay. I’ll just go say hello to your mom then,” Seth replied, stepping inside.

But the moment he entered the kitchen, he froze.

There you were, standing by the counter, hair slightly messy from baking, your hands busy arranging freshly baked cookies. You looked exactly the same and yet… more beautiful than ever.

His breath caught in his throat.

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Your name finally slipped past his lips, almost like a prayer he had been holding in for nine long years.

You looked up, eyes widening in shock. The spatula in your hand trembled slightly.

“Seth…” you whispered, voice barely audible.

And just like that, the room grew unbearably still—the smell of cookies, the laughter of the twins in the background, everything fading as the two of you locked eyes for the first time in nine years.