Hello everyone again! I want to thank u guys sooooo much for adding my story to ur favorites list and story alerts. The feedback that I've been getting makes me smile like a child when u take them to the candy store:) I want to thank my reviewers: Babehangel, hilda0829, Hannawolf101, Mori Belicov Hathaway, sunayna4sho,aj davis, Valerie Belikov, bros b4 hoes, and Shinylinx97

aj davis also brought up soemthing that i stupidly forgot to add (slaps palm to forehead): Yes, this story is all human

To respond to Shinylinx97: The reason why Rose broke up with Dimka will be answered in due time. I know that's not rlly much of an answer but I don't want to spoil the story. Sorry.

Also, not every chapter will be as short as the first one, I assure you ;)

So now that I've cleared everything up...um...read :)


"Stella! Stella come and eat so I can get to work on time!" I yelled from the kitchen

I heard her feet thudding against the tile, "And stop running!" I added, and the thudding suddenly stopped.

All at once I heard shrieking and giggles. "Daddy, put me down! I have to go and eat! Put me down daddy!"

When they entered I couldn't help but smile.

"How do we look Mommy?"

"Yea Rose, how do we look?"

I looked at them both, my husband and daughter.

With his crooked tie and mischievous smile, it wasn't hard to figure out why I fell for Adrian Ivashkov. I mean good looks aside-those sparkling green eyes- he was a great guy. I had met him when I was studying to become a nurse, he was studying to become a doctor. At that time, however I wasn't looking for a date or a one night stand. I just wanted to focus on school, I didn't need any distractions from my responsibilities. Even when he asked me out, I declined, but eventually I came to see that he wasn't just looking to get in my pants, and I agreed. We fell in love and have been married for 2 years. He loves me, I love him and he loves Stella.

Stella sat on top Adrian's shoulder, backpack on her back and hair tied in a messy ponytail. Stella was my sparkling little ball of joy. She was 5 years old with big brown eyes, long thick eyelashes, and curly brown hair, that never seemed to want to stay in a ponytail holder. I loved her more than life itself.

I reached forward and straightened Adrian's tie before giving him a kiss. Since I was close, Stella climbed off his back and into my arms.

"You guys look amazing." I said giving her a kiss and fixing her ponytail. "But you Missy need to eat, so we can leave, and you Mister need to get to work."

Stella sat at the table and began to eat while Adrian poured himself a cup of coffee.

"Stella, it's not time to go to school yet, why do you have your backpack on?" I asked

"Aren't we going to school today?" she asked

"No, we're going to open house. School starts next week. Speaking of open house, Adrian you're gonna make it tonight, right?"

"Of course, I'll go over right after work, for now I'm out. I'll see you guys later." And with that Adrian gave me and Stella a kiss goodbye before leaving. Stella finished eating so we took our stuff and left.


While Adrian and I were at work, my best friend Lissa took care of Stella. She stayed at home to take care of her baby while her husband Christian worked in a lawyer's firm. At first, I declined Lissa's offer to take care of Stella. It wasn't that I didn't trust her, it was that I didn't think Lissa should have to take care of my child. Even as a teen, I strongly believed in doing things myself, not in a rush to ask others for help. Lissa, who had been my best friend since elementary school, respected that but absolutely refused to have Adrian and I pay for daycare when she was "sitting at home, doing nothing, except changing diapers" her words not mine. She said that she welcomed Stella's company and that it was the least she could do for her god-child.

"Auntie Lissa!" Stella said when I dropped her off. Even though she saw Lissa nearly ever day, every morning when I dropped Stella off, she acted like she hadn't seen Lissa in years.

"Stell-Bear!" I was sad to say that Lissa acted the same way. I rolled my eyes and smiled while I put Stella's stuff in the kitchen.

"Auntie Lissa, can I see Charlie, can you paint my nails, can we go to the zoo again, please?" Stella asked, shooting of questions like missiles. Charlie was Lissa and Christain's eight month year old son, and Stella was absolutely fascinated by him.

"Why is he so tiny?" she had asked, the first time she saw him.

"Because he's a baby." I had answered.

"When is he gonna get like me?"

"He just needs to grow up a little bit." I said

Stella was quiet for a moment before she asked, "Was I like that?"

I thought back to when she was born, the first time I had held her in my arms. She was so tiny, and beautiful.

"Yes, you were like that."

She seemed content with the answers and her attention shifted back to Charlie.

"Hmm, well of course you can see Charlie, maybe we will paint your nails, and if the weather's good then yes we can go to the zoo." Lissa answered.

Stella was so happy that they might be able to go to the zoo that she barely payed attention to me as I left. Instead she was talking about all the animals that they might see. I smiled as I went to work, the shining sun seeming just right for my happy mood.


I walked into the room of my first patient today, Sonya Tanner. Yesterday Sonya was in a car accident and while she only had a concussion from hitting her head on impact, she was also 5 months pregnant, so the doctor wanted to keep her over-night for observation.

"Hello Mrs. Tanner, I'm Rose, your nurse. How are you feeling?" I asked walking into the room.

"Hello Rose. I'm fine, my headache subsided which is great and the baby's kicking." Sonya replied smiling.

I proceeded to check her monitor and heart rate, marking it on my chart. "Do you know the gender?"

"No, me and Mikhail, my husband, want to keep it a surprise. It'll be our first."

I smiled, "That's nice, you never forget your first."

"That you do not."

Sonya was fine so I said my goodbyes and left, then checked on the other patients. At around lunch time I decided to call Lissa, just to check in, after speaking to her she handed the phone to Stella.

"Hi Stell."

"Hi mommy."

"How are you? What animals did you see?" The weather had turned out alright so Lissa had taken Charlie and Stella to the zoo.

"We saw lions, and tigers, and bears." Stella's animated voice chirped.

"Oh my!" I said laughing.

"Oh my what? Are you okay?"

I laughed at her not getting the joke. 'Nothing Stell, it's a joke."

"Oh okay, well I gotta go, we're going to the penguin exhibit. Bye mommy!"

"Bye Stell." I said before hanging up. I had long ago given up on trying to call Adrian during my lunch, most of the time I never got him and he would answer texts so late I wondered what I had said in the first place. I finished lunch, and went to check on more patients until my shift ended. Then I went to go pick up Stella.


"Mommy! I'm having a problem with my hair!" Stella called from her room. We were getting ready to go to her open house. I went over and brushed her hair before putting it in a neat bun.

"There. Beautiful." I said looking at her reflection in the mirror. "Now don't get your clothes dirty, I'm going to take a shower and change mine.

I had to admit that I was a bit nervous, I had never been to an open house, and then that combined with everyone's surprised look when I said I was Stella's mother. "You? You're so young! Aren't you like 22?" I used to get angry, so I was young, so what? Recently, however, I've learned to ignore the comments. Everyone seems to think that a young mother dresses like so wanna-be teenager: short-shorts that showed off everything, and a crop top that barely covers her navel. I wanted to make a good impression on Stella's teacher, show that I was serious about Stella's education. In the end I wore black slacks and a nice, cream blouse. While we were in the car driving to her school, Adrian called.

"Hello." I said

"Hey Rose, sorry but I don't think I can make it to Stella's school on time, for her open house."

"Adrian, you know this is important to her," Stella had been excited about school since she left pre-kindergarten.

"I know, I know, I just got kind of held up with a patient. Tell her I'm sorry, okay. I gotta go."

"Okay, we'll see you tonight."

I told Stella that Adrian couldn't make it and her face showed disappointment, until we reached the school parking lot. We walked into the school and looked for her name. Stella Ivashkov...Room 122.

"Mommy, do you think my teacher will like me?" Stella asked in a quiet voice as we walked to the room.

"I think your teacher will like you and you will have a great kindergarten year, okay?"

If I had known what lay in that room, I wouldn't have been so quick to reassure Stella. Instead I would've reassured myself. The thing is I was about to learn a very important lesson: You can run from your past for days, months, even years, but eventually your past will catch up to you. Eventually you have to stop running and face your past. But I wasn't ready. Like I said before, how can you ever be ready?

I saw the name on the door before I saw him, and even then I told myself that this had to be a coincidence, I mean what would be the odds that she was in his class.

Because in the classroom stood Dimitri Belikov.

Or should I say Mr. Belikov


Wellllllll some of you may hate me for leaving the chapter like that?

Sorry if this seemed somewhat of a filler chapter, I just needed everyone to know what's going on and who everyone is.

Q: When can I expect another update?

A: I don't know maybe next Thursday again, I'm not sure.

I lastly want to thank everyone who reads my story and leaves a review (If your name wasn't listed as one of the reviewers and you left a review, sorry, you'll be in my next chapter for sure.), those of you that favorite and story alert me and/or my story, thx soooo much :)