On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Perez continued her tirade.

Lydia, who had been leaning into his embrace, suddenly went limp, sliding toward the floor in defeat.

Quincy could no longer listen. "That's enough, Mom. I'm hanging up now."

Without waiting for her reply, he quickly ended the call and pulled Lydia back to her feet.

"Lydia, don't listen to her. She doesn't know the full story, and she certainly doesn't know you."

"But she's your mother, Quincy," Lydia whispered, her eyes filled with uncertainty. "Can you really go against her?"

Quincy was silent for a moment, his eyes steady as they met hers. Then, his voice came, low but firm. "I can." Lydia froze. It was an answer she hadn't expected.

her forehead. "Don't worry. I won't let anyone get in the way of us. Right now, the most important thing

to melt away the anxiety that had been gnawing

let things slide so easily. She couldn't just rely on Quincy to handle everything, not when she knew how strong and capable she was herself. So, while Quincy was busy with work,

and once she got his

turned cold upon seeing Lydia. Without

don't shut the door!" Lydia

Perez was quick, and Lydia, in her haste, stuck her hand out to stop the door. The sharp metal frame of the old iron door clamped down on her hand, sending a jolt of pain through her

Perez barely reacted. She looked at Lydia's pained expression with only

here, but I bet your family's never seen one of these in their fancy life, huh? Maybe you should think

cared for her. That gave her the strength to endure. With her hand still on the door,

Perez was momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting that

hoping to appeal to her. "Please, just let me in. There's something important I need to

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