The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Yuri had long since stopped feeling the deep pang of grief.

After all, it had been over twenty years since Julie had passed away. Over those two decades, he'd gotten used to the absence, the waiting, the void left by Julie. But certain days, like today, made it hard not to feel a touch of sadness, a whisper of what could have been if Julie were still here to share life with him and Brittany.

The Lynette Family Cemetery was vast, a sprawling expanse of history and memories, mostly visited by members of the Lynette lineage.

Julie's headstone was a labor of love personally overseen by Yuri.

Majestic yet solemn.

Understated yet powerful.

Daniel approached the grave, his legs giving way beneath him as he knelt with a soft thud.

He carefully opened a picnic basket, taking out a piece of pumpkin pie, gingerly setting it down.

"Grandma, it's me, Daniel. I came to visit you."

His voice had lost its babyish lilt, edging more into the realm of a young man's.

slightly, "Mom, Daniel, Dad, and I are doing really well. You can rest easy knowing that." Yuri's gaze remained fixed on the headstone throughout, a mix of sorrow

hand, preparing to leave. She paused, turning back to Yuri, "Dad, if there's anything you'd like to say,

and Daniel slowly walked away, leaving Yuri alone with his

his eyes filled with regret, "Julie, I'm sorry. I've let

on the tombstone seemed to

Brittany wouldn't have

Daniel exited the cemetery, they bumped into Derek

when did you

"Cousin Derek-"

into Derek's arms, "Cousin Derek, I've missed you

eliciting giggles and pleas, "Cousin Derek, stop,

as Derek eventually

with joy, gripping Derek's head, his little legs kicking

"Where's Mr. Lynette?"

replied, "When did you

got here. How about coming over to the Bishop

Brittany nodded, "Sure."

been swamped lately, barely