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Jaime had his eyes narrowed at him. He was just a six-year-old kid. To ask the victim if he would forgive his assailant? That was absurd.Jaime opened his mouth and gave his answer. “No.”Mr. Irvin wept again. “Oh! Lina, my stupid child! What did you do?”I got up to help him but Jaime tugged on my dress making me halt. When I looked at him, he shook his head telling me not to go there. I frowned. “Darling, he looks sad,” I said, but Jaime kept on shaking his head, and urged that he wanted to leave. “Honey—”Irvin Moriarty coughed and that had my attention. Watching him in such a state made my heart ache. I hated to be the reason, but it wasn't my fault. “I'll call the doctor,” the butler asserted, but Mr. Moriarty declined.With upset and frantic eyes, he grabbed my hands and begged, “Please forgive my daughter, please. I cannot live with this…. I cannot.”I was torn. What should I do? On my one side, there was my son who was my everything. The person who harmed him deserved to be pu

“I didn't. I could never” Luna pronounced. “I—” she ran a hand over her face. “I don't know what to say.”It wasn't my intention to make her feel bad. “Hey, come here” I cooed and calmed her down by bringing her into my embrace. “I'm sorry.”“I half died when I heard his kidnapping news… I didn't want to but I was under so much pressure I just…” she mumbled.“It's not your fault. He manipulated you.” First Carolina betrayed me, and now his father was targeting Luna. I doubted that this was the last meeting Irvin would had with Luna.Luna looked with a confused expression. “You know weirdly, Jaime thinks the same. Yesterday he told me that Mr. Irvin was faking everything. I thought he was analyzing too much, but you said it too.”“Your son got the hint, Moonshine but you didn't” I teased and she rolled her eyes, trying to suppress her smile. I had to admit Jaime is an extremely smart kid, and coincidentally his interest and thinking process was kind of similar to mine.“I don't want to

Carolina was out.The news was all over the internet the moment she was out of the police station. I read one of the articles that said how Carolina was framed by someone, and that she was released because she was innocent. Ridiculous theories of her fans.I sipped my coffee, my fingers twitching to tap on Aaron's number. I didn't talk to him yesterday after I was done with the procedures. He called and called and called but all I did was ignore him. He even came to my apartment, but I shut him out. I did the wrong thing, didn't I?Although I gave my warnings to Carolina, I didn't trust her at all that she wouldn't dare do it again. When I went to meet her, she was shocked when she got to know that I took my complaint back.“What do you plan on doing, Luna? I mean, why would you release me? Don't tell me you pity me” she let out with scorn, standing behind the bars.“I'm not you, Carolina. I don't plan on doing anything. Oh, but you are right about the last part. I am releasing you be

— JAIME —When I asked my Mom about my Dad, she said that he was away on a fishing trip. I was three years old at that time, and I believed what she told me. I used to see the other kids in the streets with their parents. I used to stare at them and dreamed about what it would be like to have a complete family like theirs.I asked my Mom again, but this time, she didn't lie to me about Dad going on a fishing trip. I was mature enough and she knew she couldn't keep on lying to me. With a sad face, she let me know, “Your Dad and I are not in touch.” She didn't reveal anything other than that, and I accepted the fact that I didn't have a father. I felt sad, but I smiled despite that because I couldn't see my Mommy sad. Although I had said that I was fine, I still kept thinking about my Dad. I knew nothing about him. There was no picture of him, nothing. Not even his name that I knew of.I loved my Mommy very much. She always made sure that I was happy, she always thought of me above her.

“Mommy! Mommy!”My eyes shot open and I sat up in a jolt, looking here and there in frantic motion. “Jaime?”Jaime was right beside me. Relief flooded over me and I let out a sigh.“Mommy… did you sleep here all night?” he asked with innocence, his small fingers holding mine. Last night, after we came from the hospital, I wanted to stay with Jaime, in case he needed something. But he refused because he wanted to stay alone. That was something I couldn't do. He still wasn't well and needed proper care. I agreed but after he was asleep, I sneaked into his room and sat beside him. To watch him sleep peacefully was enough for my heart to be at ease. I didn't realize when I fell asleep.“Will you be mad if I say yes?” I asked, partly in humor and partly in uncertainty.My little boy shook his head, his lips tugged down. “I am not mad at you, Mommy.” Jaime snuggled close to me and sat in my lap. “I am sorry, Mommy.”I peered down to see his face. “For what baby?”Jaime remained silent, not