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Hindi siya magmumukhang kawawa kahit na anong mangyari. Siya pa rin si Yesha Calixtro. Kung kailangan niyang ibalik ang dating siya. Gagawin niya. Gagawin niya ang lahat. Kung kailangan niyang magsungit, magtaray, at ibalik ang dating pananaw sa buhay, gagawin niya.

I replied with furrowed face " I come here to return your things you left behind because you took off running"he said with grinned teeth looking at me . Looking down I see a purple gift bag next to him . He was really here to return my things to me even though I ran from him . I felt my heart beat a little bit fast at the thought. " I mean unless you don't want them .... " he said on a smug tone . I rolled my eyes at him

"Do you truly believe the new heir will come back?” A low, dark chuckle vibrated in my throat, a sound of absolute, predatory certainty. "She will return, Elias. Nilah is a woman who prides herself on her duty. She doesn't know who she really is and she's curious about that, so for that reason alone, she'll come back.”

, she uttered the words, getting almost choked. Dia was on the verge of crying and understanding her feelings Sheena held her hand and gave a light press. Dia looked up trying to send her tears back, sucked on air and sighed feeling heavy. "I'm sorry… Dia I didn't know. But don't worry.. God will bless you again with a cute and small child. He will return what he took from you when it's time", she consoled and continued.

It was something I would never unsee if I mistakenly saw it. Then it rang. Out of instincts, I grabbed it and picked the call. "Who is this?" I said in a monotone voice. "Give me back my damn phone!" I flinched at the way the voice shouted. "I didn't steal it, you have mine." I rolled my eyes, recognizing the voice immediately. "I don't have time for your stupid games. I need that phone." He said. "You have no right to speak rudely to me. I can drop the phone in water you know." I frowned.

Never have I been happier to listen that annoying, lazy drawl up in my head, dishing out judgment as it deemed fit. "I thought you'd left me for my doom. I'm glad you stayed." I confessed without a second hesitation. "Actually, I was gonna. There was nowhere else that was deserving of my presence and I thought to come back home, where I belong. This is where I'm enthroned and I love it here!" She stated in a tone that bred boredom. "Really?" "No." She replied. "I'm back because more than ever, you need all the help you can get and now we have full knowledge of who we were meant to be, we can put Mana Sylveon's power to good use."

He said to Mirabella and she bobbed her head. “Of course.” She responded before turning to the little girl who finally stopped hiding at the back of the wheelchair. “I'll be back soon, Sandy. You'll stay with Uncle Roman for now, okay?” She instructed and the little girl bobed her head. “Will you be coming back with Alfred?” She asked sadly, making me realize she was close to him. What a shame. “Soon, Sandy. Alfred will return to us soon.” Mirabella said with a smile but I could tell she was simply trying to be strong for the little girl.

She wrapped me in a hug. I held her as well. "This is great news!" she squealed as we unwrapped each other. "It is!" "Lil Kai is back," Caleb said. We looked at him. My heart melted at the name. "Yes. Lil Kai is back. God, I can't wait to tell Big Kai." "I can't wait either but he is not in at the moment," Caleb said. I furrowed my brows. "He had to take care of this. But he will be back soon and he has something for you."

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Not from the truth. She nodded slowly. “Yes, Camila. That was your dad.” The little girl blinked, her expression unreadable for a long moment. “I liked him.” Natalia's throat tightened. “I know.” Camila looked down at the picture in her hand—a family drawing. A woman. A child. A man added in pencil, just recently sketched in. “Can he come back again?” Natalia didn’t have an answer. She pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, holding her like she was the only stable thing left in a world suddenly tilting.