The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

“I…” Madelyn hesitated, feeling torn. Anything involving the Young family was a sensitive topic Ethan couldn’t handle easily.

“Madelyn, don’t you want my mother and Ethan to make up? Considering our relationship, you should start calling her Mom too. Aren’t we all family? So… right now, the only person who can talk to Ethan about this is you. You have to help us. Both my mother and I won’t forget your kindness,” Yvonne urged.

Madelyn stayed quiet for a while before slowly responding, “Yvonne, this isn’t as simple as it sounds. I’ll talk to Ethan later, but I can’t promise he’ll agree.”

“Madelyn Jent! Do you have to be like this? Do you even know how much my mother wishes to fix things with Ethan? Don’t you want to help us at all?

Yvonne tried to contain her frustration. Madelyn furrowed her beautiful brows.

the past. If she wants to bless us, we’ll appreciate her

is it?” Ethan’s gentle voice came from behind. Madelyn placed the recently disconnected phone aside, debating whether or

shook her head and said, “It was Mya. She’s regretting not being able to

as he looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The weather was perfect that night, with a full moon and sparkling stars.

me, and from now

responded to his embrace, leaning against his chest and inhaling the scent of alcohol, not particularly pleasant but

and Cecilia. “No more past traumas… many things are changing… this is enough! I just want to live

end of the phone, Frida anxiously asked Yvonne after

smiled, “I just called. We can