LOGIN“We missed all of you!” he chimed cheerfully. “We missed you too, buddy,” Dino called out, stepping forward with a wide, excited grin. “We even built hammocks and a treehouse at the orchard. You should check them out later.” “Yey! We have a treehouse and hammock!” Atlas’s face lit up instantly,
Four years later— The convoy slowed as it entered Sta. Cristina, the once-quiet town now alive with movement and color. Gone were the uneven dirt roads. In their place stretched smooth pathways that wound through thriving fields—rows upon rows of crops swaying beneath the sun, their greens deeper,
The wedding celebration slowly softened as the sun dipped behind the mountains of Sta. Cristina. Laughter still lingered in the front yard of the humble Greene home—warm, unrestrained, filled with the joy of a union long awaited. But somewhere between the laughter and the fading light—Cassie and A
A breath. “Every day.” Her smile deepened through her tears. “Every lifetime.” Their gazes remained locked—quiet, unwavering—despite the swell of applause rising around them. It filled the chapel, warm and thunderous, echoing against the wooden walls. Pride shone in the men’s eyes, steady and u
"Cassie…” His voice came out quieter than anyone had ever heard it—stripped of authority, stripped of control. Just Ashton. Just a man standing before the woman he loved. After her slow, soulful walk toward him… after Eliseo and Celia had gently, tearfully placed her hand in his— He held her now.
Cassie allowed herself to be pulled forward, though her expression remained stunned, her mind still trying to grasp the sheer extravagance hidden beneath what she thought was simplicity. Behind her, Eliseo and Carmel exchanged a glance. Then, almost in unison, their gazes drifted back to the gown.
"You invited us, remember?” Kamilla’s voice carried a hint of teasing as she rolled her eyes lightly, stopping right in front of Cassie, who still looked like she hadn’t fully processed what was happening. Cassie blinked. Once. Twice. “…I didn’t think you’d actually come,” she admitted under her
Cassie’s vision blurred. “Thank you…” she whispered, her voice soft but full, “for being a father to me, Uncle.” The words landed deep. Eliseo’s composure broke, and he let out a quiet, shaky breath. Cassie smiled through her tears. And in that small room—With Carmel standing close beside her, ey
Cassie listened quietly, her expression gentle. “And now it’s here,” she murmured, a quiet smile forming on her lips. Carmel’s hand rested instinctively over her stomach, her smile deepening—not just with happiness, but with quiet disbelief. “Yes… it’s here,” she said softly. “Like a dream I didn
"Perfect.” Carmel’s voice carried quiet triumph as she adjusted the last petal into place, her fingers lingering for a moment on the fresh flower headdress resting gently atop Cassie’s hair. “Don’t move,” she added softly, stepping back just enough to take in the full picture. Cassie watched her







