Chapter 90
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She crused her arms. Alright Julian. What did you want to say?
He glanced at me, then back at her. I wanted to apologize. For how I’ve treated Elena. For not believing her. For being blind to what was right in front of
Josephine’s expression didn’t soften, though I saw her sway slightly. ‘An apology is a start. But words are cheap. What matters is what you do now.”
“I know.” He moved to stand beside the bed, his hand finding wine. Which is why I want you to know-I’m not going to let Elena go. I’m going to take care
of her. Both of them.”
Josephine studied him for a long moment. Then she sighed, and it sounded like it came from somewhere deep and painful.
“I hope you mean that,” she said quietly. “Because my daughter deserves better than broken promises.”
“I mean it.” Julian’s grip on my hand tightened. “I swear.”
Josephine nodded slowly, one hand pressing subtly against her side. “I’ve made a decision. I’m leaving the estate. Resigning as head housekeeper. Moving
out.”
My heart stopped. “What?”
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“Mom, no-” I started, but she held up a trembling hand.
“I’m getting older, Elena. And honestly? I’m tired. Tired of the politics, the drama, the constant juggling.” She looked at Julian. “No offense.”
“None taken,” he said, though his jaw was tight.
“I want to retire,” Josephine continued. “Somewhere quiet. Somewhere I don’t have to watch my daughter struggle with a family that doesn’t fully accept
her.’
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Ponciana Dagooc-Cundiman Taguba
Mother’s love.
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