A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Raphael approached and tenderly dabbed at her tears with a tissue.

Softly, he inquired, “Are you thinking about your mother?”

Setting aside the photo album she found in her parents’ home, Elissa composed herself.

She nodded, her voice heavy with grief.

“I can’t shake the thought.

If I had persuaded my mother to stay that day, would things have turned out differently?”

Raphael knelt beside her, tenderly placing a hand on her belly.

After a pause, he spoke up softly.

“But if she had stayed, she might have lived her whole Life in resentment and anger, never finding true closure, let alone happiness.

I’m not justifying her decision, but what’s done is done, and we can’t change it.

It’s not your fault.

blame yourself,

gaze downward,

him for a moment before tears welled in her eyes and spilled

she could

E L A ‘s L I B R

a tight embrace as they both succumbed

parents gone, they both understood the pain and found comfort in each

sobbed softly, her

hurts,”

soothing words

his embrace was his

ventured to their door in the quiet of

heartrending tears, Brantley’s own sadness

her earlier sternness, he hadn’t expected

he, too, had lost his

blinked back his tears and said