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Eloise’s POV“You should get some rest now, Mother Celine,” I said.We had just helped her lie down comfortably. I pulled the blanket up over her and tucked it in.I smiled as I looked at her. The bandages on her face and body were finally gone, leaving only the scars that served as painful reminders of the fire that happened at the orphanage.Almost half of Mother Celine’s face had been burned. She no longer had any hair because even her scalp had been scorched. Her right arm, thigh, and leg were covered with scars. What happened to her was truly tragic. And yet, she never showed any sign of weakness.“Thank you, children. But I told you, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble,” she said shyly.“Mother, we just missed you. And besides, you deserve this. You’ve been away for too long,” Marian replied.Mother Celine smiled, her eyes welling with tears.“I’m just really happy to be back. I appreciate all of you.”She looked around at us and at some of the orphanage staff who wer
Sebastian’s POVI rushed out of the orphanage as soon as I got the call.Marcus had just informed me that my father was in the hospital. He collapsed during a board meeting and was rushed there immediately.I shook my head in disbelief and jumped into the car, speeding straight to the hospital.I swear, something about this felt wrong.Dad might have always been hard on me, but that didn’t mean I didn’t care. And this incident—it didn’t make any sense. My father was one of the healthiest men I knew. He prioritized his well-being above everything else. That was why he’d practically handed all business responsibilities over to me. And now, this?Something wasn’t right.As soon as I arrived at WMH, I headed straight to his hospital room. It was located in the VVIP wing on the top floor—a floor reserved exclusively for the Whitmore family.Marcus was already waiting by the elevator. Together, we walked down the corridor toward my father's room."Sir, they're already inside," Marcus inform
Sebastian’s POVThings had been going well ever since I learned the truth.Mildred wasn’t Ellaine. And I didn’t care anymore about whatever reason she had for telling that lie.It was infuriating. But what mattered now was that I knew the truth. It was sad, though—Ellaine was already gone. I didn’t even get the chance to make things right with her.Now, Eloise was sitting in my passenger seat, quietly looking out the window while I held her hand tightly. We were on our way to visit the orphanage and prepare it for Mother Celine’s return.I had tried to convince Mother Celine to stay in the hospital until she was fully recovered, but she insisted on coming back. She said she already missed the kids.“Do you really think it was okay to let her go back to the orphanage this soon?” I asked.From the corner of my eye, I saw her turn toward me.“You know how Mother Celine is. She won’t be at peace just lying in that hospital bed.”I sighed. “I’m just worried about her. She still needs to re
Eloise’s POV“You will never be someone, Eloise.” Now I understand what she meant. Now I know what she knew.But how?How did she know about Ellaine?Ellaine had been dead for years. How could Mildred have known about my sister?“You should follow him, Eloise. Explain it better to Sebastian,” Mother Celine urged.I sighed.She was right. I knew it wouldn’t be easy for Sebastian to accept the truth. Especially after Mildred had likely deceived him.I stood up.“I’ll be back, Mother.”She nodded, so I walked out of the room.Sebastian was no longer in the hallway, so I quickened my pace. And when I turned the corner, I saw him standing in front of the elevator, waiting for the doors to open.“Sebastian!”He turned around at the sound of my voice.He sighed when he saw me.“Where are you going?” I asked.He looked back at the elevator doors.“I need to talk to her, Eloise. I need to know why.”“If anyone can give you the truth, it’s me, Sebastian. Ellaine is my sister!” I insisted.“The
Eloise’s POVFor years, I had been wondering what happened to him.If he was okay. What kind of life did he have now? Or if… if he was even still alive.Even with everything that had happened in my life, he never once left my mind. I even made a promise to myself that I would find him someday.I stared at Sebastian, who looked just as stunned as I was.So that’s why he seemed so familiar to me. Because I’ve known him for a long time. My heart could recognize him. “W-What? Are you sure, Mother Celine?” Sebastian asked, his voice filled with disbelief.His mouth hung open as he looked back and forth between the two of us.“She is Eloise? The sister of Ellaine?”Mother Celine nodded slowly.“Yes, Sebastian.” She let out a soft sigh. “It’s heartbreaking that you two didn’t recognize each other sooner.”Sebastian gave a short laugh and stood up, running his fingers through his hair in disbelief.“I—I don’t know what to say. Mother… she’s my wife.”This time, it was Mother Celine who look
Someone’s POV – Years AgoYoung Sebastian stepped out of his father’s black car. He was only five years old then, far too young to fully grasp what was happening.“Come on. Let’s go inside,” said Salazar Whitmore, Sebastian’s father.Sebastian looked up at the building before him. It was much smaller than their mansion, and on top of it hung a large sign.“Angel’s Orphanage,” he whispered.Even with his young mind, he already had an idea of what an orphanage was. But why was he here? Why did his daddy bring him?His gaze shifted to the playground where several children were laughing and playing. A small smile tugged at his lips. He had his own playground at home, but there was something heartwarming about seeing kids so full of joy.“Sebastian!”He looked up again. His father was already at the entrance, brow furrowed. Sebastian quickly followed him inside.Even indoors, the place was filled with children. Some older than him, others his age. But what really caught his eye were the tw