Lahat ng Kabanata ng Beyond The Time: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

I arrived at Linton's school a little earlier than usual, hoping to beat the afternoon rush. Pulling into the parking lot, I glanced at the parents' gathering at the gate, but I didn’t see Linton among the students yet. Parking the car, I got out and walked towards the playground where I figured he might be. I found him there, chatting and laughing with another boy his age. As I approached, Linton saw me and waved excitedly. “Dad!” he called, running towards me. “Meet my friend, Gabriel!” The other boy followed, smiling shyly as he approached. “Hi, I’m Gabriel,” he said, his voice soft but friendly. I smiled back. “Nice to meet you, Gabriel. I heard about you from Linton.You guys are best friends. " Linton nodded, already bubbling with excitement. “Yeah, we’ve been playing together at recess for weeks now! Dad, can Gabriel come home with us today? Please?” His eyes were wide with hope, practically begging me to say yes. Just as I was about to answer, I heard a voice from b

We arrived at Isabella and David's house a little after 7 PM, the cool night air welcoming us as we stepped out of the car. The house was beautifully lit with festive lights.The sounds of laughter and music floated through the air, signaling that the New Year’s party was already in full swing. As we walked towards the front door, Linton tugged on my hand, bouncing with excitement. "Do you think Gabriel's will like my outfit, Mom?" he asked, his eyes wide with anticipation. "I’m sure he will," I said, squeezing his hand. "You’ll be playing with him in no time." Anton rang the doorbell, and a few moments later, the door swung open. Isabella greeted us with a wide smile. "Alina, Anton! Welcome! And Linton!" She crouched down to give him a hug. "Gabriel’s been asking about you all evening." Linton grinned from ear to ear. "Where is he?" "Upstairs in the playroom," Isabella replied, stepping aside to let us in. "Why don’t you go find him?" Linton didn’t need any more encourageme

Anton’s hand brushed softly against the small of my back as we entered the suite, his touch lingering just a little longer than necessary. I looked around, taking in the breathtaking view from the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city of Paris. The Eiffel Tower sparkled in the distance. Everything about this place felt perfect—luxurious and romantic. The door clicked shut behind us, and the sound echoed in the quiet, intimate space. I placed my purse on the plush chair near the window and took a deep breath, letting the atmosphere of the city sink in. “We’re really here,” I said softly, more to myself than to Anton. Anton chuckled behind me, his arms sliding around my waist. “We are. No distractions. No meetings. Just you, me, and Paris.” I leaned back against him, closing my eyes and enjoying the warmth of his embrace. For the first time in what felt like forever, we had no obligations pulling us in different directions. Just us. I turned in his arms, looking up a

David's house was alive with the sounds of giggles and shuffling papers as Linton and Gabriel sat side by side at the large wooden dining table, their books spread out before them. “Got it!” Gabriel declared triumphantly, holding up his math workbook. Linton, still scribbling away on his own page, glanced at him with a smirk. “You think you’re fast, huh? Let me check that.” He leaned over, playfully scrutinizing Gabriel’s work. “Hmm... looks right, but I bet I can finish mine faster.” “Oh, it’s on!” Gabriel grinned, and they both dove back into their homework with renewed energy. Isabella stood at the kitchen counter, watching the boys with a fond smile. She was whipping up pancake batter for their afternoon snack, the aroma of freshly made batter already filling the air. The kitchen was warm and inviting. She glanced over her shoulder at David, who was reading on the couch, occasionally glancing up to chuckle at the boys' competitive banter. “I love how determined they are,

Alina and Anton pulled into the driveway of David and Isabella’s home. Their hearts were light, filled with the warmth of their recent trip to Paris and the excitement of reuniting with their little one. As they stepped out of the car, Linton’s energy was palpable; he bounced on his feet, his eyes sparkling with anticipation as he saw his parents getting down the car. "Mom-dad I missed you so much." Linton hugged their legs. Anton picked him up in his arms. “Are we ready to see Gabriel?” Anton asked, ruffling Linton’s hair. “Yes! I want to show him the new toys you brought!” Linton exclaimed, practically dragging his parents toward the front door. Alina chuckled at her son’s enthusiasm. “Hold on, buddy. Let’s not rush too much. We’ve got to make sure we greet everyone first.” They rang the doorbell, and moments later, David swung the door open, a wide grin lighting up his face. “Welcome back, you guys! We missed you! Literally ever since Linton got to know you are coming he h