로그인FAVINO PRIVATE AIRPORT — 7:15 PMAlejandro walked beside Gabriella through the private terminal, one hand resting protectively against her back. She had cleaned the blood from her face, but her nose was still swollen from Serena’s punch. She looked exhausted, angry, and more than ready to leave everything behind.When they reached the waiting area, Gabriella slowly lowered herself into a chair and rubbed her stomach. “I still can’t believe Serena attacked me on my wedding day,” she complained, looking at Alejandro. “What kind of person does that?”Alejandro’s face remained cold. “Forget Serena. You’ve had enough for one day. You need to rest.”Gabriella studied his face for a moment before reaching for his hand. “Do you really believe me?” she asked quietly.Alejandro looked at her. His expression gave nothing away. “I believe you told me what happened.”Gabriella gave him a small smile and leaned against his shoulder. “I just want to get away from this place.”“We will,” Alejandro s
“You heard me,” Serena snapped. “You were the last person with Elena, and now she’s dead. Don’t stand there and insult my intelligence by expecting me to believe that she just happened to slip and fall while she was alone with you.”Gabriella folded her arms across her stomach and looked Serena up and down. “I would never hurt Elena. I have no reason to kill her, and unlike you, I’m not going to accuse someone of murder simply because I’m angry.”Serena laughed bitterly. “You expect me to believe that?”“I expect you to believe the truth.” Gabriella’s voice became sharper. “Your sister slipped and fell. I was there when it happened. I tried to help her. I screamed for help, I held her while she stopped breathing, and I have been standing here trying to process what I witnessed. Yet instead of asking me what happened, you walk in here and start calling me a murderer.”Serena’s eyes remained fixed on her. “I don’t trust you. Not even a little. Ever since you came into this household, yo
Everyone turned when Aunt Cordelia entered the bathroom. She walked slowly toward them, her silver hair falling around her shoulders and her eyes moving from Elena’s body to Gabriella. She stopped a few feet away, gripping the rosary in her hand.“This wedding,” Cordelia said quietly. “This marriage… it is cursed.”Gabriella’s face went pale. She instinctively placed a hand over her heavily pregnant stomach. “What are you talking about?” she asked.Cordelia looked at her for a long moment before speaking again. “In our tradition, when death surrounds a wedding like this, it is not something we should ignore. A wedding is supposed to begin with happiness and blessings. But this one began with death.”Alejandro’s expression hardened. “Enough.”Cordelia looked at him. “Alejandro my nephew, listen to me. There are signs that should never be ignored. Your sister died on the day you married this woman. That is not normal.”Alejandro let out a cold laugh. “Not normal? My sister slipped, hit
SAINT VICTORIA HOSPITAL – NICU – 6:30 PMAmelia was wheeled into the NICU. The room was quiet, filled with the soft beeping of monitors. Tiny babies lay in incubators, connected to tubes and wires. And there, in the corner, was Mateo.Her heart swelled as She slowly got out of the wheelchair and walked to the incubator. Mateo was still small. Still fragile. But he looked stronger. His skin was pinker. His breathing was steadier.Amelia pressed her palm against the glass. "Hello, my little warrior," she whispered. "Mama's here."Mateo's tiny fingers moved. His eyes fluttered open. For a moment, he looked at her.Amelia smiled through her tears. "I love you, Mateo. I love you so much."Ariana stood beside her, tears streaming down her face. Valeria watched from the doorway, her eyes soft. "He's beautiful," Ariana whispered.Amelia nodded. "He's perfect." She stayed there for an hour, just watching him breathe. Just watching him fight.She had lost so much. But she still had him. She sti
Gabriella’s face crumpled as she looked at Alejandro. “I don’t know what happened,” she said through her tears. “Elena came into the bathroom to speak to me. We were talking normally, and then she said she was going back downstairs.”Alejandro stared at her. “Then what happened?”“She turned to leave, but she suddenly slipped.”Gabriella pointed toward the bathroom, her voice trembling. “She fell so hard that her head hit the floor. I rushed over to her immediately and tried to wake her, but she wasn’t responding.”Alejandro looked at his sister’s body, his eyes filling with tears. “You’re saying she just fell?”“Yes,” Gabriella whispered. “I swear. One moment she was standing there, and the next she was on the floor.”She wiped her cheeks and continued, “I called her name over and over, but she wouldn’t answer me. I was terrified, Alejandro. I didn’t know what to do.”Alejandro looked down at Elena, his face filled with disbelief and grief. “She was perfectly fine a few minutes ago.”
Amelia smiled faintly. “I know Alejandro. He can be petty, cruel, and extremely unforgiving when someone makes a fool of him. Gabriella did exactly that. She lied to him, manipulated him, and made him believe a completely different story. Now he has every reason to make her regret it.”Valeria shook her head slightly. “Maybe he will, but we can’t depend on Alejandro’s revenge. Our priority is getting Amelia’s conviction overturned and making sure Gabriella and Marisa face the consequences of what they did.”Amelia nodded, her expression becoming determined. “You’re right. I’ve spent too many years waiting for someone else to fix my life. This time, I want to be the one who walks out of that prison.”Ariana smiled. “And when you do, we’ll be waiting for you.”Amelia looked at both women, tears still shining in her eyes, but this time there was hope behind them.“Then let’s make sure they can never take my freedom away from me again.”Amelia looked at Valeria. “What’s the next step?”Va
BLACKWOOD INDUSTRIES~NEW YORK Vivian was signing documents when Mia burst into the office without knockingHer voice shook. “Vivian… he’s here.”Vivian didn’t even look up. “Who? Ryan again? Security knows what to do.”Mia shook her head fast, eyes huge. “No. Harrison Cole.”Vivian stopped moving
DANIEL’S PENTHOUSE – MORNINGDaniel paced the living room, holding a half-filled glass of Martell. His voice was sharp, bitter.“Lucas, do you know what that woman did? That so-called mother of my kids?”Lucas looked up from the couch, raising an eyebrow. “You mean Katherina your baby mama? What ha
Alexander swallowed hard, trying to hold his ground. “This isn’t fair—”Vivian’s eyes glistened as she stepped closer, her voice low and shaky but filled with desire.“Fair?” she whispered. “I’ve been patient, Alex. I’ve stayed quiet while you buried yourself in guilt over her. It’s been three day
MANHATTAN FAMILY COURT ~The courtroom was quiet, except for the soft hum of the air conditioner.Katherina sat at the long wooden table, her hands trembling as she stared at the papers in front of her. Jessica sat beside her, pretending to dab her tears with a tissue. Across the room, little Mira







