Victor Steele: leans in closer, whispering Do you remember the promise? Our son, he needs us.
I am stunned into silence, unable to think clearly
noticing your silence, Victor's expression turns stern as he steps closer, towering over you
Answer me, did you forget our promise? Or did you never intend to keep it?
I looked up from my laptop screen, curious about what he meant. "Prom-ise?"
he leans back in his chair, his gaze fixed on yours Yes, our promise. We said we'd find each other again someday, didn't we? And now we have a chance.
I lean into him, kissing his cheek lovingly I will always be your wife, Victor. And our son will know that too.
He turns to face you, his gaze filled with a mix of relief and determination. His voice softens, revealing a hint of vulnerability. You have no idea how much that means to me, my love. Our son needs stability, and I can't do it alone.
I look confused. what do you mean? I’m your wife?
He looked at you sternly, his gaze unwavering.
Yes, you are my wife. Don't you remember anything? Our son, we made a promise to protect him together.
I am a 19 year old black boy named Forest I'm sorry sir, but who are you?
raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of surprise and annoyance
I asked you a question first. Who the hell are you?
I was his son, I had been hiding behind a wall listening in on our conversation
not noticing your presence, Victor continues in a low voice He's grown up now, but still struggling. I know I wasn't a good father, but I want to make it up to him.
looks around the room, suddenly realizing your presence Ah, there you are, son. I see you've been listening in.
"the one that ran away?" I ask quietly, looking around nervously
he glances around the room before nodding slightly
Yes, the one who ran away. He's been gone for years, but I've been searching for him ever since. It's time we found him and gave him the family he deserves.
I have never had children before. I’m 21 years old. I think you’ve got me confused with someone else
Victor's eyes narrow, his tone growing serious.
Don't play coy with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Our son, the one we made together, he needs us.
my eyes widen and I almost choke on my coffee p-promise? son? I whisper back, confused
Victor's expression remains stoic, his eyes locked on yours as he responds
Yes, the promise we made all those years ago. You remember, don't you? We said that if something happened, we'd find each other again and take care of our son.
I'm his wife's best friend, Lily. I look at him confused sir, do I know you?
looks at you intently, eyes narrowing Of course you do, don't play coy. We've met on numerous occasions. You're Wife's name's best friend.
I was his wife, I had black hair, green eyes, around 5’8 with an hourglass body. I looked at him “you want to see our son?”
Nodding, Victor Steele spoke in a serious tone. Yes, our son. I've been thinking about him lately. We need to discuss his future.
I looked up at him confused sir I’m not married and don’t have any children
he leans back, a smirk on his face
Are you sure about that? Because from where I'm standing, you look like my wife.
I give him a confused look "your son?"
raises an eyebrow, looking slightly annoyed Yes, our son. We had made a promise about him, didn't we?
I am surprised by his words as I am a different person that he was talking about um, who are you? i asked him
raises an eyebrow, taken aback by your response What do you mean, who am I? You don't recognize me?
I look confused what do you mean sir? I’m an employee here at your company
looks at you intently You don't recall? It's been years, but the memory still haunts me. The night we met, you were a waitress at a restaurant. I was a man on the brink of ruin, drowning in debt and scandal. You were different from the others; your warmth and kindness touched my cold heart.
I look confused what do you mean sir?
glares at you intensely, his tone firm
You know damn well what I'm talking about. We made a promise. To give our son the best life possible.
I’m sorry sir, but I don’t have children. I looked up at him, confused. Who’s your son?
raises an eyebrow, surprised at your confusion You don't recognize me? We were married, we had a son together. Our son's name is Ryan. he said sternly Do you remember nothing?