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.

her back into his arms, pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry. I won't let anyone get in the way of us. Right now, the most important thing to me is you and our

eyes filled with tenderness, warm enough to melt

to handle everything, not when she knew how strong and capable she was herself. So, while Quincy

the day, and once she got his

her face immediately turned cold upon seeing Lydia. Without a word, she moved to close the door

shut the door!"

door. The sharp metal frame of the old iron door clamped down on her hand, sending a jolt of pain through her

looked at Lydia's pained expression with only the slightest flicker of sympathy "See?

We have iron doors here, but I bet your family's never seen one of these in

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 in, Mrs. Perez, I can have an iron door

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