Semua Bab THROUGH THE WIND AND THE RAIN (ENGLISH): Bab 101 - Bab 106

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them!*** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.It was past five in the afternoon. She had been waiting for her husband to arrive from work. He had promised to be home by 4:30 PM, as they were supposed to catch their flight to Bali — their favorite country to visit — just in time for the school break. The kids had a two-week vacation, and she thought it would be the perfect time for a family getaway.

Rome was awakened that night by the subtle sound of their bedroom door opening and closing. She opened her eyes and listened closely. The room was dark and silent, the only audible noise was the soft hum of the AC system.She wasn’t the kind of person who easily woke up at every sound, but she couldn’t explain why her senses were suddenly alert, reacting to the faint creak of the door.Wait. The door opened and closed?She sat up in bed and instinctively looked to her side.Cayson wasn’t there.Her brows drew together in confusion as she glanced toward the bathroom. The door was open, but the lights were off. There was no way it was the bathroom door she heard.H

Two hours had passed since Rome first heard the slow creak of the garage gate opening across the street. Jiggy was finally back from bringing her daughters to their ever-perfect, ever-loving father.The moment it fully sank in that Carol and Cayla were no longer beside her, a fresh wave of tears filled her eyes. She took another desperate gulp from her wine glass, as if the alcohol could dull the ache clawing at her chest.God. She had nearly emptied the whole bottle of red wine in just under an hour. And it wasn’t just any bottle. It was one of the finest they had stocked in the house. Rich. Expensive. Potent.But not even that could get her drunk.She wasn’t even used to drinking. In her mind, alcohol never solved anything. If it brought joy to anyone, it was probably Carol, who giggled every time she saw adults acting silly after a drink.Rome bit down