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.

chrysanthemums. She placed them by the grave, squatting down slightly, "Mom, Daniel, Dad, and I are doing really well. You can rest easy knowing that." Yuri's gaze

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

and Daniel slowly walked away, leaving Yuri alone

his eyes filled

smiling face on the tombstone seemed to echo

had been stronger, perhaps Brittany wouldn't have had to face threats or been pushed into an

cemetery, they bumped into Derek

did you get

"Cousin Derek-"

Brittany's hand and rushed into

eliciting giggles and

Derek eventually hoisted Daniel onto his shoulders, "Hold tight."

with joy, gripping Derek's

"Where's Mr. Lynette?"

inside," Brittany replied, "When did you get to

to the Bishop

Brittany nodded, "Sure."

lately, barely having time to visit