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.
“My brother already popped out?!” Kai’s voice rang through the room before he even appeared, his small feet pounding against the floor as he rushed in without stopping. He didn’t slow until he reached the bed—eyes wide, breath uneven, excitement practically spilling out of him. Cassie and Ashton c
“Is… is he okay?” she managed to ask, her voice fragile. “He’s perfect,” Abby reassured immediately, already working gently to clean and check the baby. “Strong lungs, steady heartbeat.” The baby cried louder in protest, his tiny fists curling instinctively. Ashton let out a breath he didn’t re
The wait outside felt endless. Every second stretched thin, sharpened by the muffled sounds beyond the door—hurried footsteps, clipped instructions, the faint rise and fall of voices working in practiced urgency. Ashton stood still. Too still. His eyes never left the door. Until—It opened. “You
“Explain,” he said flatly. Alek raised both hands in mock surrender, a grin tugging at his lips. “Moral support.” Lucy nodded, completely unbothered. “Obviously.” Xander smirked faintly, clearly entertained. Ashton’s eyes narrowed. “That’s your explanation?” “Well,” Lucy added with a casual







