Meanwhile, Dean, having returned home, lies sprawled on the floor of his penthouse, succumbing to the numbing embrace of alcohol.In the weeks that have elapsed since he learned of Kaitlyn's tragic fate, Dean, a man of considerable influence, spared no effort in scouring the city in search of her. However, his pursuit yielded only a disheartening discovery – a city surveillance video capturing Kaitlyn limping towards the sea, ultimately disappearing beneath its depths.With authorities closing the case and deeming it a suicide, the absence of a recovered body added another layer of torment to Dean's anguish, leaving him ensnared in a labyrinth of unanswered questions and unresolved grief.Dean, disheveled and inebriated, was interrupted by a knock on his door. Abby, his secretary, cautiously entered, concerned about her boss's state. "Where's Trina? I asked for her, not you."Dean, disheveled and clearly inebriated, glared at Abby, his secretary, demanding an explanation."I'm sorry,

Jane wished she could utter, "Yes, I am. But you need not worry. This is not yours. You can keep going with your punishments," but refrained, unwilling to add lying to her sins. Instead, she asked Dean, "If I were pregnant, would that change anything?" with a hopeful undertone.Dean, momentarily taken aback by her question, pondered, 'Ah. Would it change anything? The fact that it cannot bring back Kaitlyn, then no. It won't change anything.' Jane, aware of his unspoken response, smiled and continued descending to the basement, seemingly accepting her fate and martyrdom.Observing her disregard for his words, he hurriedly approached and halted her."But are you pregnant?" he demanded, his grip on her arm intensifying, leaving a bruise in its wake.Jane, still uncertain, cast her gaze downward. She harbored a lingering desire to win him back and secure her unborn child's right to be acknowledged by its own father."Yes, I have been pregnant when you decided that you did not want me aft

Lucas gazes at Kaitlyn, questioning, "What's on your mind?""I was just... wondering," she hesitates."Is Zeke Castellan..." Before she can complete her sentence, Lucas abruptly steps closer, his teeth gritted."Yes. That cursed old man is my father," he responds with intensity, causing Kaitlyn to flinch in fear."You're... Dean's brother?" She inquires, growing more apprehensive as she retreats, eventually pressed against the wall."He'll never be my brother. That wretch," Lucas seethes, startling Kaitlyn. Quickly realizing her fear, he apologizes, "I'm... sorry. I was just so angry."She awkwardly coughs in surprise as he sits at the chair beside her."Here," Lucas suddenly places a golden locket on the table.Kaitlyn gazes at it with curiosity and then shifts her attention back to Lucas."What's this?" she inquires."A locket, obviously," he responds with a hint of sarcasm."Yeah, I know that, but...""Open it," he instructs, cutting her off. She complies, revealing a seemingly old

Kaitlyn, shocked by the sudden grab, turned to see Kyle. His presence was unexpected and brought back bitter memories she wished to forget."Kaitlyn, you're alive! Thank God! I... " Kyle began, but Kaitlyn cut him off, acting indifferent.Lucas observed from a distance, choosing not to intervene, curious about how Kaitlyn would handle the situation."I'm sorry. Do I know you?" Kaitlyn's words hit Kyle like a sting. His disbelief was evident as Kaitlyn pulled her arm away."What?" he asked in disbelief."You might've got the wrong person," she awkwardly stated, distancing herself."You are Kaitlyn! You... You might've changed a bit, but you are still Kaitlyn! You're the woman I love... Please don't play games on me, Kaitlyn..." Kyle pleaded, on the verge of tears, feeling as if the woman he loved was denying their shared memories.His words affected Kaitlyn, but she remained composed and headstrong. As Kyle attempted to reach for her cheek, Lucas swiftly intervened, addressing Kaitlyn

As Lucas and Kaitlyn approached the newly relocated grave of Lucas's mother, they found themselves standing in a place that mirrored the elegance of a royal resting ground. The tombstone, adorned with intricate engravings and surrounded by carefully manicured gardens, exuded a regal aura.Lucas knelt beside the grave, placing a bouquet of lilies, his mother's favorite, on the polished marble. The surroundings seemed to pay homage to a queen, with statuesque pillars and graceful arches framing the area. Kaitlyn couldn't help but feel the majesty of the moment, realizing how much Lucas revered his mother."Hi mom, you're finally in a place as dignified as the queen you were to me," Lucas whispered, his voice carrying a mix of reverence and heartfelt emotion. "I hope this resting place bring you the peace you deserve."Kaitlyn stood beside Lucas, watching him with a tender gaze. The atmosphere was solemn yet filled with love. Lucas stood up and turned to Kaitlyn, his eyes reflecting both