No More Lucky Star novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Five years of freedom, and Talia had absolutely zero interest looking back. She scooped up Isabella and turned to walk away.

Of course Trevor stepped into her path.

He looked like hell–older, worn down, with bloodshot

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hadn’t slept in weeks. Part of her felt a flicker of satisfaction at that.

“Talia, do you have any idea how long I’ve been searching for you? Why do you keep moving? Why are you running from me? Why won’t you just talk to me?”

Same entitled bullshit, just different day.

“Im not running from, Trevor.” Talia’s voice was flat, emotionless. I’m living my own new life. You should try it sometime.”

She spoke to him like he was a complete stranger–which, honestly, he might as well have been.

Trevor stared at her, something desperate flickering in his eyes. Then his gaze shifted to Isabella, and when he saw that little face–a perfect mirror of Talia’s features–he went completely still.

“Talia. You really were pregnant when you left.”

His voice cracked.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you-

He looked dazed for a second, then suddenly frantic Come home. Both of you. I’ll do whatever it takes–we can get married tomorrow, you everything-”

He reached toward Isabella, but Talia stepped back quickly

“Trevor, are you out of your damn mind? What fantasy are you living in? I take care of my own child. I don’t need you for anything.”

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“But she’s my child too!” The words ripped out of him like they were bleeding. Tve already lost five years. I can’t lose any more. Just give me one chance to fix this.”

Talia was about to tell him exactly where he could shove his second chances when Isabella piped up.

“You’re not my daddy. My real daddy is super nice and he buys me gelato and reads me stories.”

She waved her little hand behind her. “Daddy! This scary man is being mean to Mommy!”

Trevor’s face went frozen with shock. He looked past Talla as Luigi approached, a flicker of recognition in his eyes.

“Luigi fucking Marrone.” His voice was pure venom.

Talia was stunned–they knew each other?

“What the hell is this?

Luigi calmly lifted Isabells into his arms, his voice steady, “That depends. What do you want it to be?”

“Daddy!” Isabella snuggled against him happily.

Trevor’s hands clenched into fists, his face twisted with rage. He took a step forward, but Talia moved between them.

“Don’t.” Her voice could have cut glass.

“Trevor. I have my own family

have.”

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My o

own life. Don’t you dare try to destroy what I’ve built, or I swear to God I’ll fight you with everything I

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She took Luigi’s free hand, completing the picture of a happy family.

“That’s my kid you’re carrying around! Or were you screwing him behind my back five years ago too?”

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The accusation hit like a slap, but Talia didn’t flinch. She was so done with his drama, his assumptions, his need to make everything about him…

She let him think whatever he wanted. It was easier than the truth.

“You cheated on me…” Trevor’s voice was barely a whisper, like he couldn’t believe it. “How could you do that to us?”

He stepped closer, something dangerous flickering in his eyes–the old Trevor, the one who solved problems with his fists and his money.

Talia stumbled back, but Luigi’s arm came around her immediately, solid and protective.

The two men stared each other down in tense silence. Trevor looked like he wanted to throw punches, but he also looked like he knew he had

no right to,

Finally, Isabella rubbed her sleepy eyes and wrapped her arms around Luigi’s neck.

“Daddy. I’m really tired. Can we go home now?”

The simple words hit Trevor like a physical blow. His eyes filled with tears, and he took a shaky step backward

He just stood there, broken and defeated, watching them walked away.

On the way home, Talla finally asked what had been eating at her.

“You knew him. Which means you knew who I was from the beginning, right?”

Luigi didn’t try to deny it “Yeah, we did some business together a few years back. I saw you with him a couple times. You probably don’t remember me we never actually met. Running into you here was just coincidence.”

It all made sense now. Why he’d known her name without asking. Why he’d been so comfortable with her from day one, like they were old friends.

They’d crossed paths before, in another life.