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,

her gaze downward, meeting his

for a moment before tears welled in her eyes

that she could

E L A ‘s L I B R A R

a tight embrace as

understood the pain

her voice choked with

still hurts,”

soothing words

profound realization that the person in his embrace was his wife, and they were meant to support each other for a

unable to sleep, ventured to their door in the quiet of the

tears, Brantley’s own

he hadn’t expected her to

he, too, had lost his

blinked back his tears and