บททั้งหมดของ What's Love Without A Second Chance : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

I was in disbelief that Xander's family would go that far. I immediately began to wonder if I had married right.Almost as if he read my thoughts, he said, "They're not me. You're married to me, not them.""But they're still your family. We all share the same name." Inasmuch as he did not have a good rapport with most of them, it did not change the fact that they were all bound by blood. Xander thought otherwise."You're my family. You, Arya and my nonna are the only family I know. No one else." "I can't believe Antonio finally gave in to his father's demands. I thought you two were like brothers." I said with a long exhale. The facts kept slapping me in the face.He shrugged. "Even brothers betray one another. His father betrayed mine too.""So what do we do?" I needed to know what our next line of action would be. If we were gonna sit back and let it slide or confront them."You and Arya have to stay here for a while until everything is sorted. You're much safer here." He said, s

Weeks had rolled by. I was basically in hiding with my daughter. My supposed wedding day came and went and I found myself crying because that should have been one of the happiest days of my life but everything fell through.On the positive side of things, my daughter was hale, hearty and alive and that gave me more happiness than anything ever could. Sometimes I wondered if she had been traumatized by her abduction. Inasmuch as she seemed alright to me, easing back into a somewhat normal life and playing with her cousins, I could not help but worry about an inherent trauma that she was not grown enough to fully express.To make up for all that, I gave her most of my time, loving up on her in the best way I could and constantly reassuring her of how I would never let her out of my sight ever again. Maybe I was overdoing it but I could not fathom any other way to go about this.Xander's calls were the highlights of our days. I was always eager to hear from him, more so his daughter who

Weeks on...After several days of planning and jumping over the hurdles that came with event planning no matter how small, the D-day was here. The day I had been dreaming about for weeks. Yes I had been married before but it was different this time. Now I was getting married to the love of my life and I was sure that this was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. No doubts, no fears and certainly no regrets regardless of how bumpy the roads were to get here.I was in my hotel room, taking a final look at myself when a knock on my room door came through. The security guard walked in after I asked him to."Ma'am there's someone here to see you," he announced."Who is it?""It's me." The last person I wanted to see walked in."I asked you to wait outside!" My guard thundered, ready to tackle him."It's fine." I intercepted and asked him to leave us. "I'm sorry for barging in. I just knew you would not agree to see me if you knew who was here to see you." Malik explaine

I understood when she could not make it for the wedding but her dying was what I could not take. This had to be a nightmare and I so badly wanted it to end."I'm so sorry baby," Olive said, laying her chin on my head. "Nonna lived a good life.""No," I shook my head, refusing to accept that. "She can't die. Why now? Of all the times for her to pass on why now when everything seems to be finally going well for me?!"I was pissed. Why was life so unfair? Why did it have to take my grandmother away now? Of all times!"It's going to be okay," She said in a bid to console me."I want to be left alone." I said."What?" She drew back and stared at my face, questioning my utterance.I looked away, "Olive I need some time to think. I want to be left alone,"I saw her gaze droop in sadness but with a nod and one more comforting squeeze on my shoulder, she left me to my thoughts. I waited for her to go quite a distance before letting myself cry the way I wanted.For some reason, I did not want h

It was here. The day my nonna would be laid to rest. It was not going to be an easy day but I knew I would get through it. I did not have much of a choice anyways.I stood out on my balcony staring out into the large expanse of land that was about to be handed over to someone at the reading of nonna's will in the next couple of days. It was a sour thought that made me grimace."Hey,"I looked back and saw my wife standing there, staring at me the same way she had been doing since we got here - pitifully. I hated being pitied, it made me seem weak but no, I was in no mood to communicate that. She was just concerned about me and I did not blame her for expressing it."Breakfast is getting cold. You should eat something before we the funeral begins. It's going to be a long day." She said.I nodded, not wanting to turn down meals despite my loss of appetite because it made her upset. I was at least going to have a few bites just to make her happy. "I'll join you in a bit."She nodded an