My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus)

Two weeks had passed since Celeste gave birth to her precious twin girls. She was recovering more and more from the surgery every day. As for the babies, they were getting stronger by the day. The doctors, seeing their progress, decided that after a week in the incubator, they could move to a regular nursery. They were strong and resilient, and the doctors concluded that with the right care, they were ready to go home.

During that time, most of the family had visited, but they hadn't had the chance to meet the twins, as they had been in a special area for premature babies. When Peter heard they could go home, he felt a wave of relief. They really needed to leave the hospital. Alden and Serenity had helped him set up the twins' room since, with everything that had happened, he hadn't wanted to leave the hospital for a second.

The morning the doctor told them they could go home, Peter was happy, but at the same time, he felt a strange sensation in his chest. He couldn't describe it—it was a pain that wouldn't go away. He figured he just needed some rest.

To everyone's surprise, Peter turned out to be an exemplary father. Celeste was amazed at how effortlessly he handled things, as if he had been doing them for years. She thought that maybe memories of taking care of Ethan were surfacing, and that made her happy in a way.

Changing diapers, feeding the babies, dressing them, rocking them to sleep- whenever Peter did these things, he radiated peace and tranquility. The babies could feel it too, because it seemed like they had already chosen their favorite parent.

At home, the Palmer and Evans families were eagerly waiting for them. Everyone wanted to meet the twins, but due to medical restrictions, they hadn't been able to see them yet.

Peter left the hospital carrying two baby baskets in his arms, with his future wife by his side. Celeste held a small suitcase with everything they needed for the trip home. The couple radiated happiness. Their girls were strong and healthy. Even though they were small, they had already fought a battle together and won.

They had named them Flora and Martina. The twins were absolutely adorable, a perfect blend of both parents. But if you looked closely, Celeste's features stood out the most. They both had inherited dark, curly hair-thick and abundant. The sweetest and gentlest of the two was named Flora, while Martina, though also sweet, was more demanding. If she was wet or uncomfortable, she wouldn't stop crying until the situation improved. Peter already knew that this little girl was going to be his karma.

Both parents had slowly adjusted to their new reality during their stay at the hospital. Soon enough, Alden and Serenity would be stepping into the same chapter of their lives.

Meanwhile, Maximus sat drinking a cup of coffee as he waited for his brother and sister-in-law to arrive. Suddenly, his phone rang.

"Mr. Evans?" said a voice on the other end.

"Yes?"

"We're calling from Blackstone Prison..."

Maximus fell silent, deep in thought. He had only been there once, and since then, he had never wanted to go back. So why were they calling him now?

"Go on," he said, standing up from the couch and stepping away from the others.

"Mr. Evans, I don't know how to say this, but... Last night, there was a fight that turned into a full-blown riot. Your father and father-in-law were caught in it," the voice explained. "I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Leonardo Palmer unfortunately didn't make it."

The news hit him like a bucket of ice water. For years, he had wished for the man's death. But when someone suddenly tells you it happened and not by your own hand-it stilDcomes as a shock.

"But... What the hell happened?" Maximus asked, a mix of surprise and indignation in his voice.

"As I said, there was a fight. To be

honest, it looks like your father

started it. He and a group of inmates

created chaos, and everything

spiraled out of control."

"You said my father-in-law was involved too. What happened to him?" Maximus

asked, starting to understand that this had been an act of revenge.

"Mr. Frank Levett has been transferred to a prison hospital. His condition is

serious, as the time he spent wounded made things worse."

"What do you need me to do?" Maximus asked.

"We need you to come identify Mr. Leonardo Palmer's body and decide what to do with it."

Maximus took a deep breath and exhaled.

"When?"

"Preferably today. But if necessary, we can wait until tomorrow. A lot of people are coming in since the riot took several lives."

"Fine..... I can't make it today, but I'll be there first thing in the morning. Please keep me updated on Frank's condition."

"Of course. And I apologize for calling you, but the man has no one else to handle these matters."

"Don't worry, just keep me informed," Maximus said calmly.

After ending the call, he stood in the garden for a long time, lost in thought. His

mind was filled with memories, all tangled up in a whirlwind of emotions.

Leonardo had once seemed like an exemplary father-at least, that's what everyone believed. But when

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of those memories shattered. Everything Maximus had lived through with him had been a tie. Now, with Magnus, he had a real father-son relationship, but Leonardo had stolen that chance from him for so many years.

"Bastard....... You were a real son of a bitch... You left without saying a damn word,"

he muttered under his breath.

It was ironic, Maximus thought. On the same day Peter left the hospital with his

daughters and their mother, the man who had given him life had just died.