[Bonus chapter]
It was true Dominic tried to forget that part of the past while growing up. There were days that the incident wouldn't even cross him. However, no matter how he would force himself, there were just certain things he would never forget. 2
For instance, the taste of that piece of bread the girl gave her.
Not that he thought that bread was special in taste or it was worth it to fly all the way from an island just to eat it. But the taste stuck to him because that was the only thing he had during such a perilous situation. In a way, it helped him survive that incident.
"Where did you buy this?" Dominic asked after a minute of silence.
Heaven was already sitting on the floor with Sebastian. She turned her head back to him and smiled.
"It was Bear who bought it for me," she explained. "I mentioned to him before that I like the bread in this particular bakeshop while we're on our way home after the filming. I didn't know he remembered, so I was also surprised when he bought me a basket because he was around the same area."
Her explanation wasn't entirely a lie, although it wasn't the entire truth either. After all, Bear already knew she liked the bread they made in that particular bakery ever since she was a kid. But it was true Bear bought them because he was around the area.
"Ahh." Dominic rocked his head in understanding, not surprised at Bear's gesture.
His wife was a wonderful person, after all. Even their workers were genuinely concerned about her and would sometimes buy her something as a token of gratitude.
"It's good, right?" Heaven's grin stretched until her eyes were squinting. "My dad used to buy it for me."
"Basti likes it."
She faced Sebastian and ruffled his hair. "Eat more. I'll buy some more when we have time."
"Mhm!" Sebastian happily ate, pleased to be a part of his mother's past.
Meanwhile, Dominic just watched his wife and son. He didn't say anything, but he enjoyed every bite of it. He listened to his wife's short stories as answers to Sebastian's queries regarding the bread.
'I should stop thinking about that incident.'Dominic mentally shook his head again, disliking the fact he was thinking of the little girl as he listened to Heaven.
Just why?
From what he could remember, that girl also said she discovered this bread from her father. She lived abroad but would come to this country just to buy a piece or two. It was just like what his wife was saying.
Deep in his heart, he knew Heaven, and that girl were two different people. It was just a coincidence.
'If only I can stop dreaming about that incident.'A deep sigh escaped Dominic's, and this time, Heaven noticed it.
'Hmm…'Heaven hummed inwardly, deciding not to raise any concern now. 'I should ask him later.'
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"Dom, is there something wrong?"
After enjoying a peaceful breakfast in the living area, Heaven cleaned up the cutleries, plates, and cups they used in the kitchen. Dominic voluntarily helped while they left Sebastian to wipe the table.
All their servants were on a day off as it was the weekend; weekends were meant to be spent by the family of three, and they didn't want to disturb them.
"Hmm?" Dominic raised his brows as he placed the tray of used plates in the sink, eyes on the woman beside him.
"You've been sighing since this morning," she pointed out. "Did something happen?"
"Ah. No." He pressed his lips into a subtle smile.
"Dom." This time, a frown turned up on her face. "I know you're not lying, but I will appreciate it if you tell me if there's something wrong."
"Well…" Dominic turned around, resting his bottom against the counter. His hands were on either side of him, head turned to the side where she stood.
"I've been having strange dreams the past nights, but last night, the dream was more vivid," he confessed quietly, watching her brows elevate.
"What dream?" she asked.
"That day… when I was abducted."
"Oh…"
"Did I mention to you about this girl who saved me?" he recalled, seeing her nod.
"What about her?"
"I almost forgot about it, but back then, she gave me this bread because my kidnappers offered food that isn't really something I can eat." Another sigh slipped past his lips, peeling his gaze from her to the bar counter ahead. His eyes settled on the basket on top of it. "That bread… tastes like the one we had."
"Huh?"
The side of his mouth curled up into a subtle smile that had a tinge of bitterness. "So, I can't help but remember something I wish to forget."
Heaven's eyes softened, now understanding why his mood was slightly different than usual. She took a step to his side, wrapping her arms around his body and resting her chin on his biceps.
"I didn't know you've been having dreams." She pressed her lips into a thin line, looking up at him. "Do you have other plans today? Should we go out?"
Dominic slowly looked back at her. His eyes softened at the look on her beautiful face, reaching for her arms as he pulled her until she was standing before him.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked, stilling her arms over his shoulders before wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Hmm. Nothing in particular. Basti and I were planning to buy school supplies since his school was about to start in two weeks. Do you want to come?"
"I don't mind." He shrugged. "And? Anything else?"
Heaven hummed as she pondered, but nothing came to her mind. It had been six months since Paula's incident, and in the past months, everything had been peaceful for her. To kill time, she would often idle with Sebastian or Dominic, and they would once in a while go out together.
"Let's stay in for today," he suggested, pulling her waist closer before lowering his head until his forehead was touching her shoulder. "I want to be lazy."
Heaven glanced at him before she giggled when he moved his face until the apex of his nose was touching the side of her neck. She raised her shoulder on instinct, but he stayed still, planting soft pecks on her neck.
"Basti is coming," she whispered, slapping his shoulders before reluctantly breaking free from him. Heaven winked at him, taking a step back, and at the same time, Sebastian did come.
Dominic furrowed his brows, watching his son walk toward them, and then at his wife.
'How did she know Basti was coming?' he wondered and once again, against his will, remembered that girl in his almost forgotten past.
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