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Sa mata ng lahat, parating pinapagalitan ni David si Helena—his ever so "clumsy" secretary. Pero ang hindi nila alam, hindi naman talaga dahil sa trabaho kung bakit siya parating pinapatawag ni David sa opisina. They’re actually fuck buddies, and Helena doesn’t mind. Kasi kahit bawal, mahal niya si David. Pero isang araw, out of nowhere, sinabi ni David na tapos na sila. Just like that. Wala nang paliwanag, except sa isang bagay na nagpasakit lalo sa puso ni Helena. Ikakasal na siya. At parang hindi pa sapat ‘yon, nalaman ng mommy ni David ang tungkol sa kanila, at kinuha lahat ng meron si Helena. Ang bahay na bigay ni David? Wala na. Ang stability niya? Wala na rin. So wala siyang choice kundi lumayo at kalimutan ang lahat. Pero paano niya kakalimutan kung may iniwan sa kanya si David? She’s pregnant. Years later, nakabangon na rin siya, ready na to start fresh with a man na tanggap siya at ang anak niya. Pero ang plot twist? Ang fiancé niya… half-brother ni David! Anong gagawin niya ngayong muli silang pinagtagpo ng lalaking pilit niyang tinatakasan? Is this fate… or just another heartbreak waiting to happen?

After six years by Archie Valez’s side, everything changed when his uncle died—and Archie took over the family legacy… and with it, the responsibility of caring for his “young” aunt, Betty Cruz, whose age was practically the same as Archie’s. Still, whatever Betty wanted, Archie delivered. I just never thought it would include a baby. Betty said she wanted a baby with the Valez bloodline. And with the uncle gone, Archie was the only one left to do the job. So he gave her that, too. “Just wait a little longer,” he would say to me, “Sabrina. As soon as she’s pregnant.” What started as once a month turned into once a week… Then it became a nightly routine. Of almost eight months that we lived in New York, Archie went to Betty over a hundred times. And she finally got pregnant. Shortly after, the Valez family announced that Archie would be marrying Betty. “Mommy,” my daughter asked softly, climbing onto the couch beside me. Elly—our Elly. My Elly. The daughter Archie never had time for. “Is someone getting married?” I held her close and kissed her hair. “Yes, sweetheart. Daddy’s finally marrying the love of his life.” Elly blinked at the screen. “But what about us?” I smiled. “We’re going home, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Archie forgot that I was Sabrina Marcellus. And the Marcellus women didn’t beg for rings. And certainly not love after betrayal.

Sharon McKinzie's husband's first love was dying. He often said to Sharon, "Sharon, Kelly doesn't have much time left. Don't be petty and hold things against her." To make up for the regrets of his past, he traveled with Kelly—through mountains and rivers, beneath starlit skies and over distant seas. He even handed over the wedding they had planned—his and Sharon's—to Kelly Walt, without shame or hesitation. Even their five-year-old son clung to Kelly. "Mommy isn't even half as pretty as Kelly," he said. "Kelly's pretty. Why can't Kelly be my mommy?" Sharon decided to grant them their wish. She left behind the divorce papers and walked away without a word. Later, her ex-husband and son knelt before her—her ex-husband full of regret, her son's cheeks streaked with tears. "Honey… please come back to us." "Mommy… do you really not want us anymore?" Just then, a handsome man wrapped his arm around Sharon's waist. "There you are, honey," he said gently. "Our son's still at home, waiting for you to feed him."