LOGINDomingo let out a sigh of relief. He shut his eyes for a moment, basking in the words that Renata had just said.She has agreed to marry him.He was scared she might have changed her mind after the incident that led to her slitting her wrist.“Yes…” he muttered in excitement under his breath.His hands trembled as they dug into the pockets of his denim pants.He took out the small glass box. He raised it to his eye level as he stared at it with a smile at the corner of his lips.“I can’t wait to slide this beauty into that slender finger of hers,” he said, giggling like a child.He opened the box and took out the black diamond ring from the white soft foam where it rested prettily.“You look happy,” he heard somebody say behind him.He jerked in fright, quickly placing the ring back and shoving it into his pockets.“Nina.” He said, his eyes wandered from her and then to the door where she had just come out of. He wondered why he hadn’t heard her come out of the room. Was he really ca
Domingo lifted her to his arms. As he was about to leave the room, one of the servants ran in, fear etched across his face.He had heard the noise from outside.“Is she okay?” He asked, trying to take a glimpse of Renata’s face.“Get the doctor,” Domingo said, leaving the room with Renata in his arms.The servant did as he was instructed. The doctor was contacted. Dr. Kevin was a resident doctor who only left the boathouse during weekends.“Will she be okay?” Domingo looked up at Kevin who adjusted his stethoscope. “Yes,” he nodded.“She will be fine. All she needs is enough rest. And it was a good thing she didn’t slit her vein in the process.”Domingo sighed. “It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have let her go home alone.”“Come on, Dom. Please don’t beat yourself up about it. She will be fine, and please let her go to therapy.” Kevin whispered the last word as he patted Domingo’s shoulder.“Therapy?” Domingo asked with a cocked eyebrow.“She must be going through a lot for her to co
“Are you fucking my father?” Santiago roared… his eyes blazing with fury and rage. His hands were knotted into fists beside him as he stared at Renata whose eyes were clouded with tears.Without a word, she sent a series of slaps across his face. “Don’t you dare.”“You slut… You had to go that low?” Santiago whose face was now red glared at her.“If you call her that one more time… I won’t let you go easily,” Domingo stormed in between them, his gaze fixated on Santiago.“Wow… her knight in shining armor is always ready to jump in.” Santiago scoffed.“Tell me, huh… when did this all begin? Before the divorce or right after the divorce?” His eyes darted from Domingo to Renata, but none of them said anything.Santiago took a few steps closer, trying to stand closer to Renata but she held onto Domingo’s suit, standing her ground as he shielded her behind him.“What… you’re gonna hide behind him now?”He eventually settled his eyes on his father. “You had options… millions of other ladies
“You want to get married to me?” Renata adjusted, using her elbow to support her balance so she could look him in the eyes.Domingo paused as he adjusted as well. “You don’t want to marry me?”She frowned, her lips quivered in uncertainty. “What…?”“No… no…” she cleared her throat stylishly.“Is it because of Santiago or is it Constanza?” He asked, his hand cupping a part of her face.She lowered her eyes, playing with her fingers as she pondered what would come out of her mouth next. “I’m legally divorced… but…”“You are ashamed of me?” His voice cracked as he asked.She quickly raised her head to look at him. Her eyes were searching for his, but he was doing the same thing… he was searching for the answers and fear in her eyes too.“I’m scared,” she whimpered, tears rolling down her cheeks.“Come here,” he pulled her to his chest while kissing her hair softly.“We can talk about this later, right?” He whispered.She nodded, sniffing back the tears, and raised her eyes to his. “What
The storm was calmer; two weeks had passed since Santiago finally signed the divorce papers. The long battle with Santiago had drained her, but when the final signatures hit the last page, it felt as if the air in her lungs had changed. She felt lighter and freer. For the first time in years, she could breathe without feeling watched, judged, or owned.Domingo had remained stuck in her life like quiet rain after a storm. He didn’t rush her, didn’t pry. He just showed up when she needed peace. She found out he was just a calm man with a slow smile and eyes that seemed to see everything without speaking too much. And slowly, without either of them meaning to, friendship turned into something deeper… something that burned softly, like candlelight in a dark room.That night, he came to pick her up from the small house he had rented for her on the hill. She’d protested at first when he offered the place… said she could find her own apartment, but he’d insisted, calling it temporary unti
Two months had passed so fast, stealing the chaos and trials accumulated in the past. But one thing it didn’t erase or steal away was Renata's pain. She would need over two months to heal from all that had happened.Domingo had been the only one who made her remain sane and not make drastic decisions which haunted her even in her sleep.That day, after confirming the death of Eduardo, he had taken her to the beach where he said he usually escaped to when everything felt overwhelming, and needed to clear his head.“This place holds so many tragic memories for me. But I found myself coming back here every time, and that was when I realized that I’ve spent all my life being sad.” He said as he held her hand that day as they walked toward the waters.“When was the first time you were here?” She asked, looking at his sad face.“The day I ended my marriage with Constanza, and she denied me access to see Santiago.” He replied with a voice still laced with pain.****The death of Eduardo had







