Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Love That Lingers : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The morning after the confrontation was deceptively quiet. A soft drizzle fell over the lake, its ripples spreading like whispers. Emma stood at the kitchen window of the lake house, watching as droplets chased each other down the glass. Her hands cupped a mug of hot tea, but the warmth didn’t quite reach the unease inside her.Jake entered the kitchen with his phone pressed to his ear. He gave her a tight nod before walking into the adjacent study, closing the door behind him. Emma watched the door for a moment, then turned back to the window.Something about the silence felt unnatural like a breath being held. Vanessa and Daniel had gone quiet since the confrontation, which meant they were planning something.She sipped her tea, mind racing. There were still pieces of the puzzle she hadn’t placed. The threats from ten years ago. The false narrative that destroyed her reputation. And the lingering question: Who else had known?Her phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number.Unknown:

Emma woke early, long before the sunlight filtered through the trees outside the lake house. A chill clung to the air despite the summer season, and as she slipped from under the blankets, she felt a strange stillness settle over her chest an emotional quiet that didn’t hurt, but also didn’t comfort. The fallout from the boardroom showdown, Noah’s goodbye, and the tentative peace with Jake had brought an unexpected clarity: the war may be ending, but peace needed to be learned.She padded barefoot into the kitchen and made coffee, the scent grounding her. She sat by the window, watching the lake stir beneath the dawn mist. Her thoughts were slow but steady, like water moving around rocks. For the first time in a long time, she wasn’t preparing for battle. She was wondering what came after survival.Jake joined her a short while later, still shirtless from sleep, his hair tousled and his expression unguarded."You're up early," he said, grabbing a mug and pouring himself coffee.Emma n

Morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the lake house, brushing golden streaks across the wooden floors. Emma stood barefoot by the kitchen counter, stirring a pot of oatmeal absently as her mind reeled from yesterday's confrontation with Daniel. Every word he had said replayed in her head like an echo that refused to fade.Jake walked in, stretching as he yawned. He stopped mid-stride when he saw her. "You're quiet this morning."Emma gave a small shrug. "Still trying to settle my thoughts. That meeting... it didn’t give me the closure I thought it would."He moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Closure rarely comes from the people who broke you. It comes from deciding you’re done letting them hurt you."She leaned back into his chest. "Then maybe I’m halfway there."After breakfast, Claire called with an update. "Daniel's been issued a formal cease and desist. We also confirmed that his legal team has backed off since the confrontation went public. He's

The morning after the photos surfaced, the mood in the lake house was tense but focused. Emma sat at the long dining table, scrolling through a detailed security briefing Claire had emailed overnight. Jake stood across from her, reviewing satellite images of the property."Vanessa isn’t backing down," Emma said, her voice steady. "She’s playing her endgame.""Then we change the game," Jake replied. "No more reacting. We go on the offensive."Claire joined them via video call, her expression crisp. "We tracked one of the surveillance drones used to gather those photos. The signal routed through a dummy server, but we backtracked it to an old communications firm Daniel used during the merger."Emma narrowed her eyes. "So Daniel and Vanessa are working together again.""Looks that way," Claire confirmed. "And they know the press cycle is short. If they can discredit you now, everything you’ve worked for might crumble.""Then we hit them before they can move," Emma said. "Publicly and leg

The morning after the article was published, Emma felt the shift.There were no reporters outside the lake house, no emergency calls from Claire, no encrypted messages warning of danger. Just the soft rustle of leaves in the trees, the chirping of birds by the water, and the steady breathing of someone finally allowed to rest.She stood by the window, watching fog drift lazily across the lake. In that moment, the silence felt less like emptiness and more like space. Space to rebuild. To reflect.Jake entered the room, barefoot and holding two mugs of coffee. He handed her one and leaned against the frame of the window."You look... peaceful."She smiled faintly. "It's been a while."He sipped his coffee. "People are talking.""Good or bad?""Mixed. But the ones who matter know the truth."Emma turned toward him. "Do you think it will ever really be behind me?""No," Jake said honestly. "But I think it won’t define you anymore."Later that day, Claire called. "The lawsuit against Vanes