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.

forehead. "Don't worry. I won't let anyone get in

eyes filled with tenderness, warm enough to melt away the anxiety that had been

everything, not when she knew how strong and capable she was herself. So, while Quincy was busy with work, she decided to take matters into

stay home for the day, and once she got his approval, Lydia slipped out and headed straight

upon seeing Lydia. Without a word, she moved to close the

Mrs. Perez, please don't shut

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 body. Tears welled

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

I bet your family's never seen one of these in their fancy life, huh? Maybe you should think twice before forcing your way into

held her ground. She thought of Quincy's kind eyes and how much he cared for her. That gave her the strength to endure. With her hand still on the door, she smiled through the pain. "Well, if it means fitting

Perez was momentarily stunned, clearly

just let me in.

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