MasukShe instantly shot her gaze down, her pulse leaping.
“Today is Sera’s quiz competition,” Hannah excitedly told her mother. Ara gave Sera a look of approval.
“That’s really nice. I am sure you’ll do amazing,” Ara reassured her with a smile. Ginger rolled her eyes.
“Who is attending? Franklin?” Ara asked nonchalantly. Sera’s smile wavered at the question.
“Umm….Dad has some work so he won’t be able to make it,” Sera replied, struggling to ignore someone’s intrusive stare.
Realization dawned on Ara.
“I’ll see what I can do,” Ara told her, feeling a pang of pity for the girl.
“No, it’s okay. He said he had an important meeting today. I don’t want him to cancel his meeting for me. What if I lose the competition? That would be so embarrassing,” she replied, covering her nervousness with a fake smile.
“I am sure he wouldn’t care. We parents only want our kids to grow through both success and failures,” Ara told her. After saying that, she excused herself to attend a call from Killian.
“If you somehow manage to win, will you treat us?” asked Ginger, a sly glint in her eyes. Sera nodded, unaware of her true intentions.
Gigi mocked, “How about Harvest Moon?”
Sera was dumbfounded. Harvest Moon was one of the most expensive hotels in their state.
“And why would she take you? You haven’t done anything to help her in the competition,” Hannah countered, her eyes narrowed at her older sister.
“Well…. Sharing happiness makes it grow,” Ginger argued with a shrug.
“I..I wish could take you there. But I don’t have enough money,” Sera explained innocently. A hopeful smile trembled on her lips as she continued, “but I can take you to Midnight Diner. Their food is delicious and affordable too.”
“I would rather starve myself than set foot in your cheap restaurant,” Ginger snubbed, her voice laced with loud disdain. Sera’s face fell while Nate observed her quietly.
“You’re already starving yourself,” Hannah pointed out in a murmur. Ginger, comfortably perched at her high horse, missed the taunt.
Ara returned.
Hannah pinched the bracelet around Sera’s wrist and showed it to her mother.
“Mamma, Isn’t it beautiful? Will you also give me one like this?” Hannah asked. It was a bracelet made of colorful beads.
“It’s indeed beautiful. Where did you get it from?” Ara asked, noting the vibrant colors. Hannah giggled.
“She got it from her childhood best friend…..” Hannah gave Sera a mischievous grin and continued, ”A very, very special friend.” Sera instantly turned red, unable to hide her blush. Ara smiled but didn’t dig further.
“He gifted her this before moving to another city with his family,” Hannah added further.
The unmistakable clicks of heels echoed in the air just then, everyone turned to see Gloria approaching, except for one person. Standing at 5’9”, Clad in crop top and mini-skirt, Gloria was nothing short of a Goddess just like Ginger.
“Good Morning, Mrs. Serrano,” Gloria chirped, taking off her shades and revealing her stunning amber eyes.
“Good Morning, Gloria. Come, have breakfast with us,” Ara invited Gloria with just as much warmth as she had invited Sera.
“Thank you, Mrs. Serrano. You’re too kind but I’ve already had my breakfast,” she answered, her tone polite and composed. Gloria’s eyes swept over everyone, resting briefly on Sera. Sera lowered her gaze. With the huge distance between them, no one could tell they were cousins. Gloria had always viewed her with disdain.
“Hi, Nate,” Gloria greeted, checking him out. Her eyes now sparkling with admiration and interest.
“Hi,” Nate responded, his tone tinged with irritation. Sera stiffened.
“I am done,” Ginger chirped before rising to her feet. She left with Gloria. Whereas Ara went inside the kitchen, Hannah raced upstairs to retrieve her school bag, leaving Nate and Sera alone in the hall. Consciously avoiding eye contact with him, Sera quickly leaped to her feet. Her instincts were hinting at the looming danger.
Quickly, slinging the bag over her shoulder, she fast-marched towards the door.
“Stop,” his command cut through the air, causing her stomach to churn with cold dread.
She froze, unable to do anything but obey. Her heartbeat skyrocketed with every footstep he took to close the distance between them. She inhaled the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with his musky odor first before he came into view. Her trembling eyes locked onto his black shirt which clung to him, accentuating that taut muscle beneath. The first two buttons were open, revealing the silver cross resting against his chest.
Her soul almost left her body as he pushed closer, his towering built loomed over her small frame like a death angel. She moved to retreat but Nathan caught her wrist, forcing her to stand close. His fingers squeezed her wrist, eliciting a whimper from her dry throat.
“Who gave you this?” he demanded, painfully gripping the bracelet.
“A..a friend,” she mewled, her gaze stayed on his chest.
“Girl or a boy?” Nathan pressed, the underlying threat in his voice unmistakable. Sera swallowed hard, caught between the instinct to lie and the fear of the consequences.
“A..a boy,” she answered, her voice trembling with fear. Her brimming eyes shot up to his as she felt a tug on her bracelet.
“Please, it’s..it’s my lucky charm,” she pleaded, her voice breaking with desperation. His jaw wounded tight but, surprisingly enough, he released. Sera felt her chest tightening at his unexpected act. Casting a lethal glance at her bracelet, he stormed off.
"What?" Nate questioned, sure he had misheard. Sera didn’t look away as she repeated softly, "I’ll marry you." The words had felt heavy on her tongue. Her heart pounding wild against her ribs. It wasn't a confession. It was a commitment. Lifelong commitment. "But..""Have you changed your mind now? You don't wnat to marry me?" she aksed, searching his eyes. "No," he exclaimed. "I men....YES...I want to marry you. I just...you refused when I popped the question only some time ago.." he reminded her, confused. Why did she reject him then?She shrugged. "I've seen you making efforts. And as much as I hate to admit it.......You've started to grow on me. I won't say I am in love with you, Nate..." she said the last part, causing his joy to visibly dim. The woman lowered her gaze. "I am still healing..... still putting my pieces together" She swallowed and lifted her lashs to meet his eyes. "But I get jealous when other women look at you. I like having my meals with you..... talking abo
"What are you doing?" she murmured, totally stunned. Nate swallowed dry. Walking over embers felt easier than this. He was sweating bullets in the chilly night. "I know for a long time, I've loved you the wrong way. I broke more than I fixed. I made you cry when I should have made you smile the most..." he said, the cold biting into his knees. "And I am not asking you to forget what I’ve done," he urged earnestly. "I am asking you to let me spend the rest of my life making it right. To let me be better...for you, with you." Sera gazed at him, totally thrown off by the unexpected proposal. "Nate.."Nate exhaled shakily, his grip tightening around the small velvet box before he slowly closed it. He should have known. "You don’t have to finish that sentence," he said quietly. "I already hear it in your voice." The hesitation said it all. He looked down at the ice beneath his knees, jaw clenched. He wasn't mad at her but at himself. His past sins were never going to let him be happ
Violet stared ahead with her eyes wide open as the car rolled to a stop before a majestic castle. Surprised and confused, she glanced over at him. Nate smiled faintly but decided to tease her a little more. Instead of giving her the answer she sought, he reached into the back and retrieved a coat. "Put it on. It's cold outside," he instructed, handing her the coat. Sera wore it. It smelled of him. He then simply opened the door and climbed out. Sera brought her gaze back to the castle. Sera couldn't see the top of the castle from the windshield biut she could tell it must have clouds swirling around it.The door on her side was pulled open, and a hand appeared in her line of sight, waiting patiently for her to take it. She slipped her hand in his and stepped out. Nate was right. It was really cold outside. She couldn't see much as it was night, but she could see silhouettes of mountain peaks in the distance. "Shall we?' he asked, tugging lightly at her hand. Her eye sdrifted to him
"I... want to take you somewhere tonight," Nate said hesitantly. Sera noticed how he had kept his gaze firmly on the wall behind her, and the nervous energy radiating off him was impossible to miss. "Are you talking to the wall or me?" she asked, genuinely confused. It was then that Nate shifted his gaze to her, brows pulling into a subtle frown. "You, of course. why would I talk to a wall?" he replied, and looked away as if looking into her eyes was too intimidating. Sera studied him carefully. The way he avoided her eyes, the slight tremor in his voice."What’s wrong?" she asked softly, tilting her head."What do you mean?" he asked, genuinely puzzled."You look… tense," she pointed out, her voice gentle and full of concern. "Tense?" he repeated, uncertainty flickering across his features. "No… I am not tense," he added, masking his expression. Sera wasn’t convinced. She could see the subtle signs, yet she didn’t press the matter. Instead, she circled back to the original topic
"So you liked him?" Killian questioned, a hint of surprise in his voice. Their daughter had finally shown interest in a guy. Ara was just as taken aback, if not more. "Yeah. I mean, he was nice. Every inch a gentleman," Gigi gushed overly, assured that the rejection would come from the other side. She wouldn't be the villain this time; he would be. Killian and Ara shared a glance. "So you're saying...You can marry him?" Ara asked, still in disbelief. "I don't think he will, though," Gigi replied, dodging her question. "He didn't seem very interested," she added. "Could be Carlos forced him to the meeting," Killian murmured, eyes locked with Ara. Ara nodded. Killian then shifted his gaze to Gigi. "If he isn't interested, then there is no point pushing it," he stated. Inside, Gigi was practically dancing with joy, though outwardly she kept a somber expression."Seems like my fate. I finally liked someone, and he is not interested," she sighed as if disappointed, and then met her mo
Nate walked into the dark room. "Princess," he called softly to her silhouette in the bed. A pillow flew at his face in reply, smacking him before dropping to the floor."Go away," she snapped, words brittle with anger and hurt. Nate exhaled a sigh, bent, and picked up the pillow. "I didn't mean to hurt you, princess," he said sincerely as he approached her. "One more step and I swear, I'll hit you with the vase," Sera warned him. "Straight to domestic violence now?" he teased, moving closer. "I guess I can take a few hits..... but don't let anyone outside know. My reputation will never recover if they did." Sera pursed her lips, fighting the urge to smile at his stupid remark. She refused to melt that easily and reminded herself, firmly, why she was angry with him in the first place."Leave or I am leaving," she said, her tone cold and clipped. "Nobody's leaving. We are going to talk," he asserted gently. At that, Sera rose to her feet and headed for the door. But Nate caught







