One Last Breath

Growing up, Martheliwa Carmeli Ismael never had the chance to meet his father. Kahit na ganoon, hindi niya naramdaman na may kulang sakaniya dahil nariyan ang kaniyang ina na sobra ang pagmamahal. Their life was very simple yet full of love. Despite of having only her mother by her side, Marwa was genuinely happy and contented. But when her mother died, that was when her entire life completely had changed specially when her father decided to look for her. Ngunit mula nang makilala niya ang ama, ang tahimik niyang buhay noon ay naging masalimuot. And with the presence of Hayes Verulendez, a man who’s definitely and certainly out of her league, she never thought that having a connection with him would turn her world upside down.

In the year 2028, the government decides to destroy the world sparing only one million people to restart the next generation. Of those one million people is Christopher Woodsen, a 16 year old tasked with upholding the law of the bunker they were forced into.

เมื่อแฟนเก่าของฉันมาขอให้ฉันมีอุ้มบุญให็เนื่องจากแฟนสาวซึ่งเป็นภรรยาหมาดๆของเขานั้นมีลูกยากและมีความเสี่ยงสูงที่จะแท้งแฟนเก่าของฉันที่รู้จักฉันดีกว่าใครเขารู้ว่าฉันรักเด็กมากจึ่งมาขอความช่วยเหลือเนื่องจากไม่กล้าท่ี่จะไปจ้างคนอื่นให้ช่วยเพราะกลัวว่าจะเป็นเหมือนในข่าวที่ว่าแม่อุ้มบุญไม่ยอมยกลูกให้เลยมาขอให้ฉันช่วย และด้วยความทีี่เราสองคนเลิกกันด้วยดีเพราะเราเป็นเพื่อนที่เรียนด้วยกันมาตั้งแต่เด็กๆและบ้านใกล้กันทำให้เรามีความสนิทกันมากสาเหตุที่เลิกกันเพราะระยะหว่างระหหว่างที่เราเรียนมหาลัยหรืออาจเพราะเราไม่ได้รักกันในแบบคนรักตั้งแต่ทีแรกก็ได้เพราะเราอยู่ด้วยกันมาก เลยทำให้เราคิดว่าเรารักกัน ซึ่งความจริงนั้นอาจจะเป็นความรักของเพื่อนแค่นั้นเอง ฉันที่ไม่ได้ติดอะไรมากและด้วยความที่เป็นคนรักเด็กเป็นทุนเดิมอยู่แล้วก็ตอบตกลงแต่ก็มีข้อยกเว้นหนึ่งข้อคือฉันจะอุ้มให้หลังจากที่ฉันคลอดลูกของตัวเองเท่านั้น ซึี่งในตอนนี้ก็คือฉันยังโสด และก็ไม่รู้ว่าจะมีแนตอนไหนด้วย ที่ฉันยื่นเงื่อนไขนี้ให้เขาเพราะว่าเรื่องอะไรที่ฉันจะเสียสละทุกอย่างเพื่อคนอื่นขนาดนั้น ฉังยังโสดยังซิงถ้าคลอดลูกไปฉันต้องถูกสามีในอนาคตมองว่าไม่บริสุทธิ์แน่ๆ

I double over in pain after assisting Adrian Randall with a late-night operation. He immediately carries me to a ward to check on me. However, before he can do that, he receives a call from a patient and hurries off. That night, I miscarry. When I come out of the operating theater, I see his childhood friend's social media update. She's shared a photo of her baby bump. "He hurried to come to my side just because I was lost. You have to treat Adrian well in the future, my darling!" I rub my belly, which throbs with a dull ache. I don't cry and demand an explanation from Adrian as I would have in the past. Instead, I like the post and apply for a position on the Borderless Medical Assistance Program. The day I leave, the high and mighty Dr. Randall looks at me with red-rimmed eyes. He asks, "How can you bear to leave me behind?"

I'm Victoria Corsini, the only daughter of the Corsini family's Don in Iberny. The marriage alliance partner whom Father has picked out for me is Cesar Romano, the new mafioso upstart in the underworld. Cesar is an ambitious man who intends to take over the casino industry in Navoles City. However, he's in the middle of getting oppressed by the alliance of powerful families due to his shaky foundation. In short, he might file for bankruptcy anytime soon. This means his only way out is to marry me and ask for the Corsini family's protection. In order to uncover his true colors, I put on a disguise and infiltrate Cesar's casino as a greenhorn dealer. On my first day at the job, I feel someone gripping my wrist tightly. "What makes you think you get to deal in the VIP hall? You really think a nobody like you has the right to touch the chips here?" I look up to see Liliana Conti, the casino's manager. She happens to be wearing an arrogant look at the moment. Everyone else begins muttering among themselves. "Liliana is Mr. Romano's beloved lover. He has stated more than once that he'll give this casino to her as a gift." Liliana flashes me a contemptuous smirk. Then, she slams a tray of casino chips that are made of gold in my face. "Drag her out of the casino and chop her hands off! Make her understand that I, Liliano Conti, am the one who determines the rules on Cesar's turf!" I just chuckle icily in response. To think that I, the future mistress of this casino, am being threatened to get kicked out of the casino by a worker right now… After shaking the bodyguards off me, I dial Cesar's number and set the call on speaker mode in front of everyone. "Cesar, your manager is threatening to chop my hands off. She even declares that you've given her the right to set the rules in place. "It seems that your casino doesn't really need the Corsini family's support, after all. I suppose we can call off our marriage, then?"

On our wedding night, my fiancé's best friend barged into our room for the third time, claiming a wedding prank. Having had enough, I warned Sam Whitman that if we didn't consummate our marriage that night, it was as good as over. He glanced at my half-unbuttoned dress and dismissed my words as a tantrum. Then Candace Lombard stormed in for the ninth time, ripped off the covers, and livestreamed our intimate moments. Sam merely pushed me aside and told me to be understanding. She climbed into our bed, smirking as she claimed the spot between us. "Wedding night prank? I get it," I grinned, leaning into her livestream camera. "Alright, everyone, fire up those donations! I'm about to let my husband take a mistress live. Let's make it a show!"

I help my students gain admission to top state art academies, yet my boss, Sebastian Emerson, withholds every cent of the pay I earned from 24 consecutive days of overtime. When I confront him in anger, he accuses me of stealing 120 thousand dollars in training fees from the students. "Honestly, being poor is no excuse for being shady. And having disabled parents doesn't give you the right to steal. "You've got two days to pay it back! Otherwise, I'll make sure you spend a few nights in jail, and I'll even inform your parents!" When a student calls, he snatches the phone and starts screaming, "There's no money! All your tuition went into buying your art supplies! If you've got a problem, go ahead and sue me, brat!" Meanwhile, Jayla Buckley, who is curled up in his arms, keeps placing order after order of Chaennal haute couture without the slightest hesitation. Watching the two of them colluding so shamelessly, I grip my attorney license in my pocket until my knuckles ache. Take it to court? Litigation? That's my arena. And I'll make sure both of them end up exactly where they belong—behind bars.

I had been married to Lucius Martin for three years, and in all that time, there was never a shortage of women around him. Each time he brought another woman home, he would give me a necklace worth a fortune. In just three short years, I had accumulated ninety-nine necklaces. When Lucius fastened the hundredth necklace around my neck, I no longer cried or made a scene. Because this time, the woman he cheated with was my own older sister, the one who had beaten and scolded me since we were children. The man I loved most joined hands with the person I hated most to torment me together. At that moment, my heart finally died. This time, I took the initiative and walked up to Lucius, placing a house purchase contract into his hands. "As long as you sign this," I said, "you can do whatever you want with her." A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but in the end, he signed without hesitation. For the first time ever, he even leaned down and gently kissed my cheek. "Good girl," he murmured. "You've finally learned to behave." I personally opened the car door for him and watched as he hurried off toward my sister. When the car disappeared completely from sight, I let out a long breath. Then I reached beneath the documents and pulled out the paper hidden there—a divorce agreement.

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.

Upon unfolding the truth in the past, the sentiments unraveled. Magi and Dylan were each other’s first love, proving that ‘first love never dies. They were about to start their fairytale-like love story, not until a controversial revelation happened… that Dylan was the ex-boyfriend of her sister, Macy. Her sister’s ex-boyfriend that she is still in love with and obsessed with. Will it matter to Magi the love she has for Dylan? Or rather will she choose to let him go for her sister’s sake? Could she be able to prioritize herself or instead, she chooses to give up the love she has for Dylan in the fear that the relationship she has with Macy could possibly be broken?