The usual normal days return soon. Carol is expected to return to the company for work, and Damien has been acting giddy since morning. She applies a bit of lip gloss, trying to look her best. Ever since she started physical therapy and other treatments, she looks a bit tired. Since she has no intention of telling Damien about her medical situation to avoid adding more stress, she focuses on perfecting her appearance with makeup. Her effort to present her best self to Damien outweighs even her desire to keep her struggles hidden. After giving herself a satisfied smile, she walks downstairs. Whether it’s reality or a memory, whether she is mentally unstable or not, right now, she is happy to have Damien in her life. If it is a memory, she would rather never wake up. She could continue living in this dream. She grabs the ring box as well. Last night, she couldn’t give it to him. Before she remembered, she had fallen asleep in his embrace like a little baby. His arms feel warm, pro
**What?** A silent gasp escapes Carol as Damien explains her new role in his company. She looks stunned, her mind racing with confusion. **The CEO? Why?** she signs, a knot tightening in her stomach. She never imagined she would be asked to take on such an important position again, especially in someone else’s company. Damien smiles warmly, gently holding her hands and pressing a kiss to her knuckles before signing, **Because I found no one better suited for the role. You’re perfect for this position, Carol. Even my employees have been looking forward to this day.** **Your employees already know?** she signs, her heart racing at the revelation. Damien nods, his smile soft but reassuring. Carol frowns, uncertain about his response. Her fingers hover mid-air, hesitant to sign the question lingering in her mind. But the doubt festering in her heart wins over her hesitation. **Damien, be honest with me,** she finally signs. Damien’s eyebrows lift slightly, confusion shadowing hi
What's the color of voice? Red, Green, White or Rainbow? She wants to know. But what she wants to know is how love feels, what kind of color does love have? Red like heart? What's that? What about heartbreak? What color does it have? Black? Dark Red? Carol Bianca sits in front of the mirror, adjusting her wedding veil with trembling fingers. Her reflection stares back at her—hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears, full lips painted a soft shade of pink, and long, chestnut hair cascading over her bare shoulders in loose curls. She looks like a bride from a fairytale, her white dress hugging her figure perfectly, the flowing skirt pooling around her in a sea of satin. It's going to be beach wedding with her some friends as bridesmaids and some guests from her fiancé's side. And she has been planning this wedding for years with the love of her life, Troy Victor. But despite the outward beauty, a shadow of doubt lingers deep inside her chest. She has been deaf since she was six. Th
Carol’s hands tremble as she holds the prenup papers, her vision blurring as tears form in her eyes. 'Why is this happening now?' She looks at Troy, hoping for some sign of warmth, some explanation that would make sense, but his face remains cold, detached, like the man she thought she knew is no longer standing in front of her. **Sign it, and we’ll get married,** he signs and says, his voice flat, no love in his tone. **If not, I won’t risk my future.** Risk his future? Carol’s heart pounds in her chest, the words swirling in her mind like a terrible storm. 'The future we were supposed to share? The life we were building together?' Her fingers tremble as she picks up the pen. Her mind is screaming at her to stop, to ask more questions, but her heart… her heart still clings to the hope that this is just a mistake, something they can work through. Maybe he’s nervous. Maybe this is just about protecting himself, not about her, not about them. Eunice’s voice cuts through he
** I told you not to sign any papers. Now he betrayed you. What are you going to do? Not only did you lose your villa but also you wouldn't get the inheritance from your grandparents if you don't marry today. This is an entire hell!** Eunice out of breath, keeps signing furiously. Her fingers are hurting but she can't help but feel so upset with her best friend who became so pushover and to herself that she didn't stop her properly. Carol stands silently, keeps hanging her head down. She feels numb and silent inside her head. As if she has lost the ability to process what's happening. People are watching her with pity and sympathy. She always hates those pitiful gaze. Now, her love of life accepted her because he was pitying her. ** Carol!** She taps her shoulder, **What will happen if your family knows about it!? Remember the news of your wedding went to your family. What if they aim for your grandparents' inheritance. It will be a devastating situation** Carol's eyes wide
** I hope you aren't making some pity or some reckless decisions. I am not in my right mind to play a marriage game and act like a lovely wife who will love you immediately. Are you sure you don't want someone who truly deserves you? I might ask for divorce anytime soon if we get married!** Carol signs, knowing her heart best. She has loved Troy for her whole life. The betrayal of Troy has stabbed her heart so deeply that the words Love and Trust make her feel disgusted. She doesn't want to involve another man in this messy situation but she has no other choice but to accept his proposal. She must accept her paternal grandparents' wealth as she promised. Life has played the ultimate betrayal with her. Now she wants to throw a blind shot, without any hope. The corner of his lips raise a bit with a silent chuckle as he watches her signing. He takes the handkerchief from his pocket and holds it before her without saying anything first. Mascara has spread under her eyes, making he
Even Troy's family and friends who were till the end, congratulated and apologized to Carol for Troy's behavior. Especially, Troy's mother who raised troy like an ideal man. She had faith in her son who would never turn into a monster like his father. Right now, The Reception is happening, like they have planned. Troy and his mistress are still sitting on the sand, tied up. His friends to his mother and his younger sister are attending as Carol's family and friends. ** Carol** Troy's mother smiles and brings a jewelry box, revealing a beautiful necklace with a pendant in it. ** This is my family's heirloom. Your grandma wanted you to have it once you are married to my son. However, today I found that I don't have any children. I always thought of you as my daughter. I always wanted to protect you from your own family. So I think you deserve it!** She signs and puts the box in her hand, ** I apologize for the pain you went through. Please accept it, thinking your mother gifted yo
" So you two decide to stay separately? Is this your decision?" Eunice knows it's not her place to interfere their private and personal matters. But she can't help but feel protective towards her best friend. Just yesterday, her friend was so excited to open a new chapter with love and life. She wants to have kids and have a big family. But it's now a dream. Damien who is waiting for Carol to get in the car, looks at Eunice and gives a polite smile, " The marriage isn't like other normal and average marriage. Both of us needed each other. I am sorry for disappointing. But I promise that I won't turn into a jerk. I don't like punches you know!" Damien grins, " I will take care of her!" Hearing his words, Eunice finds a little comfort and consolation. At least he doesn't look like a scumbag. Yet, she needs to ask something to make sure the incident doesn't repeat. " Will you cheat on her if you find someone else?" Damien pauses momentarily and takes a glance at Carol who is saying