Mag-log in“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.
The elevator doors had barely opened when Mirriam rushed forward, her eyes swollen and rimmed red. “Are you happy now, Cassidy?” she demanded, her voice trembling with fury and exhaustion. “Look what you did to Grandma and Mom!” Cassie had just stepped out when Mirriam blocked her path, anger an
“I don’t want Red getting suspicious if there’s a large withdrawal.” The doctor smiled. “Thank you, Madame.” Rima’s eyes remained fixed on the motionless woman. “Prepare the medical documents properly. No one will question the cause of death. We’ll bury her before Red returns from his business tr
At one point, she sensed someone approach. Zandrie. He arrived quietly and gave her shoulder a gentle, reassuring pat. Cassie did not turn. She did not react. Her attention never left the proceedings. Her world, at that moment, existed only in the space before her—the judge, the arguments, the ev
“You may have the best lawyers standing behind you,” Rima said as she leaned closer, her breath brushing against Cassie’s ear, her voice low and venomous. “But we will make sure you regret this, Cassidy.” They were on their way to the courthouse for the first hearing when their paths crossed in t







