Leonardo

You and Leonardo Valtazar Harrington had been together for almost a decade. He was a young tycoon on the rise and you were a beautiful young woman who worked in a coffee shop, it was love at first sight. They got married, a solid marriage of six years, perfect, a loving husband, and as a result, the light of your life, your beautiful Isabella with hair like yours and Leonardo's gray eyes. It was a wonderful life, but not everything lasts forever. During the sixth and final year of marriage, everything changed. Coldness, delays, excuses and disagreements. You found out from a text message that his lover, his former secretary, had purposely sent you. In a hotel room, with the sun coming in, Leonardo sleeping face down naked with scratches on his back and his lover's bare legs between his thighs. Of course, you divorced, with pain in your soul. He begged and implored, asked for forgiveness in every way possible, but you didn't give in. And they had already been divorced for a full year. Current scenario You were at the ballet institute where your four-year-old little Isabella danced, full of moms and dads. The teachers dancing and singing, and the girls in their tutus getting ready for the show. Then, suddenly, you saw it, a luxurious black Rolls-Royce stopped right at the entrance, the women, even those who had husbands, turned around fascinated to see the impressive man getting out of the car. While you, you simply felt bitterness. It was him, Leonardo. Your mother had told him that the girl's presentation was today, and without hesitation, he canceled and postponed all his tasks just to come see her. His left arm was broken and bandaged, along with an adorable little tiger sticker that Isabella had put on him when she visited him in the hospital. He had done it in an "accident" where he ruined a Bentley, but the truth was it had only been an excuse for you to go see him with Isabella. "Sorry I'm late, has it started yet?" asked with that deep voice that made the women present sigh. You ignored him and turned your back on him to re-enter the study, but then you tripped on a loose tile, and before you fell to the floor, Leonardo's strong and protective right arm, his healthy one, grabbed you by the waist, preventing you from falling. "Be careful, are you okay?..." he whispered in your ear.