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Part 39
"That will only happen temporarily. Your grandmother is not that wicked, even though it may seem like it now.
"As a mother, she just wants the best for her child. Someday, you will understand that feeling. Because that's what I feel for you, for Ignazio, Francisca, and Meizar right now. I know you are the best for Gladwin, and vice versa. There is no greater happiness and comfort than living with someone who loves us and whom we love."
"I am confident that even though your grandmother opposes your relationship now, eventually, she will soften. You must believe that God is the ultimate changer of hearts. God Almighty is in control of His creatures. Doctors may give any prognosis, but it is God who determines our fate.
"If God wishes for something else, then what He wills shall happen." Claire embraced her daughter again, who was once more immersed in tears. Unbeknownst to Flavia, her father observed her silently.
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Silence enveloped Gladwin and Abigail as they sat in the quiet hospital corridor. It was approaching dawn when Abigail finished narrating the lengthy tale of Flavia.Anger welled up in Gladwin. Disappointment in himself and shame for Flavia, making the girl he loved struggle alone, surged simultaneously. "Why didn't any of you tell me?" was the only question that escaped Gladwin's lips."Because that's what Flavia wanted," Abigail replied softly."To hell with her wishes!" Gladwin glared at Abigail in anger. "Do you think that's what she truly wanted? Do you think she's afraid I'd pity her?" Gladwin vented his frustration with short breaths. "What she needed at that time was my presence, even if she said otherwise. What she feared wasn't my pity; she knew that. What she feared was that I would fall into despair with her.""Oh God..." Gladwin roughly clasped his head. "What kind of man am I?" he muttered to himself. "I said I loved her, but I wasn't even there during her tough times."
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This time, Gladwin looked up, anger in his eyes. Eijaz's insistence on his intentions unsettled him.Anger, guilt, and the desire to make Flavia happy filled his chest simultaneously. Gladwin realized that everything wouldn't be easy. It wasn't about the people around them. He cared little about what was on their minds, as they wouldn't care about his happiness or sadness. But what was difficult was convincing Flavia herself of his seriousness. Convincing the girl that what Gladwin felt now was love, not pity, as she suspected.Gladwin stared at Eijaz with a gaze full of determination. Yes, he had made up his mind. He would fight. He would no longer be a cowardly man."I will fight for her. I won't ask you to step back. It hurts my pride when you say that. As if Flavia is an object that you can transfer ownership of. If you truly love Flavia, let's compete openly."Eijaz shook his head and chuckled. "I'm not that foolish, Gladwin. I'm a man who relies more on reason than emotion. My m
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