A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She placed two roses in small vases, adding a touch of color.

While reading on the sofa, Elissa could glance up and enjoy the sight of the fresh roses, their bright blooms enhancing her mood.

Around 1@ in the morning, she set her book aside, thinking it was time for a break.

Then, unexpectedly, there was a knock at the door.

Curious, as few knew of their new address, she wondered if Raphael had forgotten something.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Peering through the peephole, she was surprised to see her mother, Marcia, looking distressed and disheveled.

Despite their strained last meeting, Elissa opened the door, her voice filled with concern, “Mom, what’s wrong? What happened?”

shivering, soaked

Elissa that it had rained the previous night-a storm she’d slept through, cocooned

further questions, she hurried to turn on the

rooted to the

reassured her gently, “I know this

make do

long silence, Marcia

clear to her that Elissa was content here, despite the simplicity of the space,

Marcia had showered and changed, she appeared

warmed up a bowl of mushroom soup that filled the room with

inquired, “Did you

her head, “No, I’m not much of

Raphael made it.”

then