Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love's Redemption: Kabanata 631 - Kabanata 640

Lindey's face flushed lightly—a dead giveaway that I'd nailed it.She couldn't stomach losing all that money, especially to me.Over the years, she'd acted like a saint—lavishing me with affection, so much so that I'd actually thought I could forgive her and the Johnstons for killing my parents.But now? The truth hit me like a slap to the face: Lindey's kindness had always come with strings attached.Her affection was a limited-time offer, contingent on me staying out of her way. She used to gush about how I was like the daughter she never had, even if I didn't marry Jace.And stupid me—I actually bought it. Turns out, Lindey didn't love me. She loved what I brought to the table."This belongs to me," I said flatly, the chill in my tone sharper than ice. "You and your family stole it from my parents." I wasn't the meek little girl anymore, not after seeing their true colors."Rea, I... I didn't mean it like that—"Her weak attempt at an excuse made me want to laugh—or maybe sc

I gripped the admission letter, heading to find Yuna. She was a kindergarten teacher now, surrounded by little giggling kids. Her laugh mixed with theirs, so bright and full of life it was hard not to smile.For a second, I froze. Was this really the right move? Pushing her to go back to school when she seemed so happy here?"Keira!" Yuna called, jogging over once the kids were settled. Her cheeks were flushed, and sweat dotted her forehead and nose. "If you hadn't come today, I was totally about to hunt you down this weekend!"I handed her a tissue, shaking my head. "You've been running around like crazy. Are you sure you're feeling okay? No weird pains or anything?""Not a thing! I feel amazing," she said with a bright smile, pressing a hand over her chest. "This heart feels like it's really mine now—it's been so good to me."Her words made me think of Narelle and Wade, and all the complicated feelings Wade couldn't quite put into words."So, you and Wade?" I asked, jumping rig

It hit me then—I'd completely overlooked the Hart family. As the newly named heir, Hayden's absence should've sent alarms blaring. They should've been looking for him, not sitting back.But instead of a real investigation, they were just sending people to Yuna, fishing for details through her.Something didn't add up.Trying to ignore the slump in Yuna's shoulders, I asked, "Yuna, who from the Hart family came to see you?""A guy about Hayden's age. His name was... Kylian."Kylian Hart. His face popped into my mind like a bad memory."How many times did he come? Was he always alone?" I pushed."Yeah," Yuna said with a small nod.She wasn't in the mood to keep talking, and I didn't want to push her further. Instead, I shifted gears. "Whenever you're ready to start college, let me know. I'll take you."Yuna looked up, her gaze steady. "I want both you and Hayden to take me."Her simple request landed with weight. I forced a smile, swallowing hard. "Sure. I'll let him know. Hope

"This design was your boyfriend's work, wasn't it? It's so unique—and it even matches your bracelet," the clerk said, her sharp gaze locking onto the connection."Why didn't he come with you? Should we hold onto the ring for him to pick up, or are you taking it?" she asked, genuinely curious."I'll take it," I said, grabbing the men's ring and sliding it onto my thumb without hesitation.She blinked in surprise, then smiled. "I have to admit, it actually suits you.""Thanks," I replied flatly, turning to leave with both rings in hand.Not even five minutes after stepping out of the store, I noticed someone trailing me.I caught the guy's reflection in the side mirror of a parked car as I walked past. Acting like I hadn't seen anything, I let him follow. He didn't try to confront me or even come close—he just kept his distance. For two days.It wasn't about money—or me, for that matter. He wasn't looking to hurt me.But why the shadow act?That was his question to answer. So, I

I was stunned.Lena, ever the doctor, wasn't about to rely on guesswork or theories.She grabbed my hand, her expression soft but resolute. "Rea, you need to move on. Hayden was incredible, but he's gone. Holding on like this isn't good for you—or for him."Her eyes dropped to the ring on my finger. "You and Jace used to go to monastery services, right? You've heard the saying—when someone who's passed is held onto too tightly, they can't find peace or move on."At the end of science lies superstition. I didn't dismiss her words outright; my mom used to tell me the same thing when I was little."Rea, let him go. Live your life—really live it. That's the best way to honor him."It wasn't about not being able to let Hayden go—it was the unanswered questions surrounding his death that refused to leave me alone.For the first time, I felt like Lena didn't get it. I couldn't blame her, though. Anyone else in her position would've thought the same thing—that I was just stuck on Hayden