"Mama" a soft sweet voice called out hugging her legs with his little beautiful soft hands.
Ava's heart melted as she looked down and saw her little boy, Timmy, hugging her legs. He was a small, delicate child with big brown eyes and soft, curly hair. He looked up at her with a smile, and Lira's heart swelled with love and protectiveness.
"Mommy's here, baby," she said, scooping Timmy up in her arms and holding him close. "Mommy's not going anywhere."
Timmy wrapped his arms around her neck and buried his face in her shoulder, and Ava felt a wave of calm wash over her. She had been so caught up in her fear of Julian cold and her anxiety about the past that she had forgotten about the present, about her little boy who depended on her.
As she held Timmy, Ava felt a sense of determination and strength. She would do whatever it took to protect her child, to keep him away from Julian and his wrath. She would not let him hurt Timmy or even take him away from her, no matter what.
Ava took a deep breath and looked around the apartment, making sure that everything was secure. She locked the doors and windows, and then she sat down on the couch with Timmy, holding him close.
"Let's have a snack, okay?" she said, trying to sound calm and normal. "And then we'll watch a movie, just the two of us."
Timmy nodded, and Ava got up to get him a snack. As she was pouring him a glass of juice, she couldn't help but think about Julian Cold and his text. She knew that she had to be careful, that she had to protect herself and Timmy from him.
But as she looked at her little boy, she felt a sense of peace and resolve. She would do whatever it took to keep him safe, to give him the happy and secure life that he deserved. And she would not let Julian or anyone else take that away from her.
As they sat down to watch a movie, Ava felt a sense of calm wash over her. She knew that she had a long and difficult road ahead of her, but she was ready. She was ready to face whatever challenges came her way, as long as she had Timmy by her side.
And as they snuggled up on the couch together, Ava felt a sense of love and gratitude. She was grateful for her little boy, for the love and joy that he brought into her life. And she was determined to do whatever it took to keep him safe, to give him the happy and secure life that he deserved.
Mummy, you come back too quickly, but you said you are going to spend time with someone and you may not come back quickly, Timmy said, eating his snack.
Ava, no, Ava smiled lightly and touched his beautiful black smooth hair, yes, Mummy didn't want to leave Timmy alone in the house for too long.
Mummy, you come back too quickly, but you said you are going to rest a little while, Timmy said, eating his snack. Ava , no, Ava smiled lightly and touched his beautiful black smooth hair, yes, Mummy didn't want to leave Timmy alone in the house for too long.
Timmy narrowed his eyes, I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself if Mummy is not around. You don't have to worry about me, I'm not those little kids that always cry like a baby when their Mummy is not around. He pouted cutely, his small face scrunched up in a mixture of determination and adorable stubbornness.
Ava's smile widened as she looked at Timmy, her heart swelling with pride and love. She couldn't believe how grown up he was becoming, how independent and confident he was.
"Oh, I know you're a big boy, Timmy," she said, ruffling his hair. "But Mummy still worries about you, okay? That's what mummies do. We worry about our babies, no matter how big they get."
Timmy pouted again, looking adorable with his lower lip stuck out. "I'm not a baby, Mummy," he said, his voice firm. "I'm a big boy. I can take care of myself."
Ava chuckled and pulled him into a hug. "I know you can, sweetie," she said. "But Mummy just likes to make sure you're safe and happy, that's all. And besides, even big boys need their mummies sometimes."
Timmy snuggled into her hug, his pout disappearing as he wrapped his arms around her neck. "I love you, Mummy," he said, his voice muffled against her shoulder.
Aba's heart melted at his words, and she held him close, feeling grateful for this little boy who had brought so much joy and love into her life. "I love you too, Timmy," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "More than anything in the world."
As they hugged, Ava couldn't help but think about the billionaire and his text. She knew she had to be careful, that she had to protect Timmy from him. But for now, she just wanted to enjoy this moment with her son, to cherish the love and happiness they shared.
As they pulled back from their hug, Timmy looked up at her with big, curious eyes. "Mummy, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft. "You look sad."
Ava smiled and smoothed out his hair, trying to reassure him. "I'm just a little tired, sweetie," she said. "But I'm okay. Don't worry about Mummy, okay?"
Timmy nodded, his eyes still looking concerned. But he seemed to accept her explanation, and he went back to eating his snack, chatting happily about his day.
Ava watched him, feeling grateful for this little boy who had brought so much joy into her life. She knew she would do anything to protect him, to keep him safe from harm. And she was determined to do just that, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
Ava's heart ached at the thought of being separated from Timmy. She had been his sole caregiver for the past three years, and the thought of anyone taking him away from her was unbearable. She knew that Julian had the resources and influence to make it happen, and the thought sent a chill down her spine.
She remembered the way he had treated her when they were together, the way he had tried to controlled and manipulated her. She knew that he would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, and if he found out about Timmy, he would do everything in his power to take him away from her.
Lira's mind was racing with thoughts of how to protect Timmy, how to keep him away from Julian reach so he won't hurt her baby. She knew that she couldn't trust anyone, not even her closest friends and family. The billionaire had a way of getting what he wanted, no matter what it took.
As she watched Timmy play, she felt a sense of determination wash over her. She would do whatever it took to keep her son safe, to keep him away from the billionaire's grasp. She would move to a new city, change her name, do whatever it took to keep Timmy's existence a secret.
But as she looked at Timmy, she knew that it wouldn't be easy. He was getting older, and soon he would start asking questions about his father. Ava had always planned to tell him the truth when he was older, but now she wasn't so sure. She didn't want Timmy to know about the Julian, didn't want him to know about the man who had hurt her so badly.