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Cassandra wiped her tears away as she gazed at her son lying on the bed. Her son had dengue fever, so they were hospitalized today. Abraham left four years ago. Since then, there has been no more contact with Abraham. Because she knew she could be traced, she was unable to work with regular companies. She just endured setting up a small store and doing various odd jobs so that the two of them survive.“Cassandra.”She turned to look at Jena, who had become her friend in this place. Jena was Luz’s sister, and she was the one who helped her ever since she left Abraham. She knew very well that Abraham would look for her, so she intentionally avoided going home to her parents.“Jena, my son,” she said tearfully.Jena hugged her to comfort her. “Everything will be okay.”“I have a huge hospital bill to pay. Isaac Mathew has already received a blood transfusion.”Sadness was evident on Jena’s face, but she didn’t let her friend see it. “We’ll find a way; I’ll look for a new side hustle.”Ca

Cassandra looked up, reading the name of the club where she had just stepped out over and over again. She still couldn’t believe she had managed to land a gig here. She had assumed it was just some cheap, low-end bar looking for a singer. No wonder she had been so surprised by the unusually high talent fee they paid her for tonight—it turned out to be a high-end disco bar.She walked over to the security guard and introduced herself as the bar's featured singer. The guard let her in right away and led her to the dressing room, where she would meet the band she was going to duet with and practice their setlist."Good thing you made it, Ms. Cassandra. We couldn't reach our vocalist," said the male guitarist, Ted.She offered a polite smile. "They're paying me too well to just not show up," she replied."I see... so let's go! Let's practice the songs we'll be performing later."She nodded and followed them. Their repertoire consisted entirely of new hits, and on top of that, they had to

“Mommy, do you love Daddy?” asked their son, Isaac Mathew, as they lay together in bed. He had just finished eating lunch and needed to take his afternoon nap. Cassandra didn't have work today, so she was resting beside her son.She stroked her son's hair and smiled. “Why did you ask, baby?”“Daddy told me you were angry with him.”Cassandra froze for a moment at her son's words. She assumed Abraham must have coached him, which was why he suddenly brought this up.“No, baby, I'm not mad at your Daddy.”Her son turned over on his side. “You're a liar, Mommy,” he said.Cassandra took a deep breath. “Don't believe your Daddy; I'm not mad at him.”“If you're not mad at him, why isn't Daddy sleeping with us?”Cassandra didn't know how to explain the truth to her son. At his young age, he wouldn't fully understand what was happening between her and Abraham.“Baby, go to sleep, because tonight Daddy will be sleeping right beside you.”Isaac suddenly turned his body back to face Cassandra. He

Abraham's fingers were tightly entwined with Cassandra's warm hand. In his other arm, he carried their three-year-old son, Isaac, who rested happily against his shoulder as they walked through the crowded mall corridor. Their footsteps blended with the noise around them, yet with every step they took, they felt a rare and precious sense of peace.Cassandra carried several oversized eco-bags filled with new clothes and toys for Isaac, simple reminders that they were finally building the family they had dreamed of for so long.Abraham slowed his pace and glanced at his wife, puzzled by the way she was staring at him.“Why are you looking at me?” he asked softly.A bright smile spread across Cassandra's face. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.“I never thought this could happen.”Abraham tightened his hold on her hand, feeling the slight tremble in her fingers.“I always hoped it would.”“It really happened,” Cassandra whispered, her gaze drifting to Isaac in his father's arms. A tear