Gillian knew a brief respite from hell when Lupo was imprisoned.After Arnault died and Lupo was caught by the authorities, Genova was able to find Gillian."Li-an, you are four months pregnant. You must be strong." Genova was crying every time she talked to Gillian.Gillian remained silent. She was in a state of shock. She did not recognize anyone. She ate, slept, and woke up. She walked when Genova urged her to go to the health center.The bruises on her body had healed but her mind remained on the white beach and white waves... Until Gillian gave birth to a baby girl. She looked at her child disinterestedly."Li-an, here's your baby! What a beautiful girl!" Genova had named the baby 'Genevieve'.Ginny had been six months old when Gillian woke up from her trauma."Mother, there's a baby!" she croaked happily. "She looks like you?""Yes..." Genova thought Gillian had gone to so much sufferings at a young age. She would tell the truth to her distressed daughter at a later time.Genova
"Gillian?" Her mother called out her name groggily.Gillian was startled. She was suddenly aware of her present surroundings. She had looked back on the dark part of her past with a new perspective. And she felt revived and reawakened.Wiping her wet cheeks, Gillian smiled tearfully at Genova.
Rye held Gillian in his arms. He let her cry on his shoulder. All movements ceased. Only their breathing shook their bodies gently."Did I hurt you?" he murmured thickly."N-no, you didn't..." Gillian raised her head to look at him. They gazed at each other. "I'm sorry. You must think of me as a cry-baby.""You are brave and strong. I admire you, Gillian. You are untouched by the venom of the underworld." His hand cupped her cheek. His thumb crushed the teardrop which was about to flow down.The gesture was tender but she did not want to talk about her past.Gillian twirled her tongue on his flat nipple. "Gillian!" he groaned his surprise.She was kneeling over him. "I don't want to waste our time together, Rye.""You recover fast!" He observed while his hands cupped her breasts."I want you, Rye!" Her palms worshipped his wide chest and muscular shoulders. "I don't deserve you but I will take this night for us!" she declared throatily."Oh, Gillian!" he moaned aloud when she kissed t
"Sir Rye, I submit my resignation to you today," Nurse Sanchez expressed her intention honestly."I accept it," Rye replied distractedly."I had submitted all your medical reports to the doctors.""Thank you very much for an excellent service, Nurse Sanchez! I'll send your c.o.e. an
Gillian knocked on the door of her parents' house.The structure was made of six container vans. Four vans were attached to each other. Two vans were the living area and the other two were the office and bedroom of Jamil and Genova. The makeshift house was painted with colors: pink and sky blue.There were two small container vans on each side, painted simply in white. One was occupied by Tita Chedeng or Nurse Sanchez and the other by Ginny. The nurse left Rye's employ to be a companion to Genova.Presently, Ginny was staying-in at the hospital with Gillian. They were both working as physical therapists. Ginny was just an internist. She enrolled at the nearby university."Come in, Li-an!" Her mother and the nurse were in the garden at the back of the structures."Hello, Mother! Hello, Tita Chedeng!" Gillian greeted cheerfully. "I brought grapes and oranges." She raised the bag of fruits."You need them more." Genova kissed her cheek. "How's the baby?""My monthly check-up and ultrasoun
Gillian woke up bright and chirpy the next morning. She seemed light and bouncy. There was a heavy weight lifted from her chest. A large chunk of darkness in her mind was raised. She had better perception of her life.Gillian was proud of herself because she was not afraid to act in behalf of a stranger. The young woman was traumatized but her condition was stable in a hospital."Hello, baby! We'll have a glass of milk and some exercise first."
Rye held and comforted Gillian until the sobs became occasional hiccups. She was slouched on his lap. Her face was on his neck. She could smell the masculine perfume that he wore. Desire rippled like winding river down her spine.Gillian wiped out her tears with a hand."I'm sorry I cried on your shirt again." She used the handkerchief Rye had wordlessly given her. She blew her nose.
Lupo's hand was shaking when he directed the nozzle to Gillian/Genova. This was the first time he held and fired a gun. His fingers were slippery on the trigger.Genova...She was the perfect picture of his late mother. The mother who nurtured him inside her womb but punished him when he came out. He was chastised for the way he looked. He was small and balding even as a baby."Ah! Why do you look like my father?" She always screamed at him.Lupo thrived even though he was fed irregularly. He survived wet diapers and dirty clothes until she remembered she had a child to take care of.The house was large and sprawling. It stood alone near the woods. From the road, the driveway was a rough path.Lupe was statuesque and beautiful like an angel. She always brought a man in the house, with lots of food and drinks, of course.She had a flawless and fair skin. Her hair was long and flowing down her back. She looked like a goddess yet she was evil inside. She knew how to torture Lupo.Yet his