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.

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

enough to melt away the anxiety that had been gnawing at her. For a

couldn't just rely on Quincy to handle everything, not when she knew how strong and capable she was herself. So, while Quincy was busy with work, she

wanting to stay home for the day, and once she got his approval, Lydia slipped out and headed straight to

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

don't shut the door!" Lydia blurted

in her haste, stuck her hand out to stop the door. The sharp metal frame of the old iron door

Lydia's pained expression with only the slightest

different worlds try to mix. We have iron doors here, but I bet your family's never seen one of these in their fancy life, huh? Maybe you should

kind eyes and how much he cared for her. That gave her the strength to endure.

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