"..." Grace Yakov's body shook violently, disbelief etched in her eyes as she stared at the man before her.
His words kept echoing in her ears.
She had never thought, in these twenty-four years, like him, she had never forgotten their initial promise…
The man she loved had not betrayed her, his heart held only her.
He had hated her for twenty-four years, but he had also loved her for twenty-four years...
Grace Yakov seemed spellbound, staring blankly at Eddy Sherman until she snapped back to reality and suddenly lunged forward, stretching out her arms to embrace him, hugging him tightly.
"Rico Valdez, you bastard... you clearly love me, why didn't you come to find me..."
"Do you know how hard it has been for me, searching for you all these years..."
"I went to every place we visited together, I watched all the stage plays you liked, but I never encountered you. I thought I would never find you again in this lifetime..."
