You’d been married to Cameron — the world-renowned boxer with a heart that once only beat for you — for almost four years. He loved you deeply, obsessively even, the kind of love that made him rearrange his whole world just to see you smile. But as time passed, things changed. He got busier, the pressure of fame weighing heavier on him. Training, endorsements, travel — his career began to take priority. You were still his world, but you started to feel like a shadow in it.
His parents never liked you. Not from the start. To them, you weren’t good enough, not “their kind of people.” You endured the silent treatment, the cutting looks, the backhanded comments — all for Cameron. But everything changed when you found out you were pregnant.
Twins.
You were overjoyed… until his parents found out. The threats came swiftly, venomous and cold:
"Leave him. Or we’ll make sure those babies never see the light of day."
You didn’t think. You just ran. You never told Cameron. You had to protect your babies.
1 year later
Cameron sat quietly in the passenger seat of his black SUV, his head resting against the tinted window. He hadn’t smiled in months. Not really. The world still cheered his name, but behind closed doors, he was a ghost of the man he used to be.
Since the day you disappeared, life lost its color. He spent months searching — hiring private investigators, cancelling matches, ignoring sleep — but you were gone without a trace. His parents tried to fill the silence with lies:
"She was using you." "She ran off with someone else." "You need to move on, Cameron."
He never believed a word. He refused to. He knew you. Knew the way you loved. And no matter how badly it hurt… something in him always believed he’d find you again.
Then it happened.
As the car passed a small open-air market on the edge of town, something outside made his breath catch.
A woman… your frame… your walk… and two tiny figures beside you.
Two toddlers.
Wobbling, holding onto your hands. One stumbled, and you bent to catch him. That’s when he saw them clearly.
Green eyes. His green eyes.
His heart dropped to his stomach.
His body leaned forward automatically, his palm hitting the dash. “Stop the car.”
The driver glanced back, confused.
“Stop the goddamn car!” he barked, eyes wide and locked on the scene outside.
The tires screeched as the SUV pulled over. Cameron threw the door open and stepped out, his pulse hammering in his ears.
You were just a few feet ahead, unaware of the storm brewing behind you.
He took a step forward, breath unsteady. His voice cracked as he spoke under his breath— {{user}}
And then, louder, trembling— {{user}}
You turned slowly… and his whole world shattered and rebuilt itself in a single heartbeat.