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    Farrah pressed her lips together, her emotions tangled. “Thank you.” Most people thought of parents asforting. Not her. For Farrah, they’d only ever brought chaos. That had been her reality since she was a kid—and it never really changed.


    “Felipe,” she said quietly.


    “Yeah?”


    “Can you take me off the cklist?” Her voice was steady, but there was a weight behind it. “I want to go back to work. I want my life back—my dreams, my career. I want all of it.”


    After they’d fallen out, her agent had called to say thepany had frozen her out. Quietly, without exnation, she’d disappeared from public view.


    It had been almost a year now. Long enough for people to forget she was ever there.


    “Your ban’s been lifted for months,” Felipe confessed softly, his voiceced with guilt.


    Farrah halted in her tracks, confusion flickering across her striking eyes. “What do you mean?”


    “Not long after I cklisted you, someone pulled a lot of strings to get you out of it,” Felipe admitted, his tone remorseful. “You’re free now. No one’s keeping you cklisted anymore.”


    A rush of emotion surged through Farrah. “Who made that happen?”


    “I believe it was Freya who handled it,” Felipe said thoughtfully, though there was a note of uncertainty in his voice.


    Back then, he had received a call from thepany’s higher-ups saying someone had offered to terminate their contract with Farrah—an offer he rejected.


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    But the other party had a top-tierwyer who negotiated relentlessly, and in the end, they were forced to let Farrah go.


    “I’m sorry for what happened back then. Truly. Hurting you was never what I wanted,” Felipe said with sincerity. “I was told the pregnancy would harm you, and that’s why I pushed for the termination.”


    At the time, he had also wrongly believed the child wasn’t his, and his only concern had been her safety. He hadn’t realized how badly he’d been misled.


    “There’s no point digging up the past,” Farrah said firmly, her voice cool andposed. “October and I are doing just fine now. If you want to see her, I won’t stop you.”


    “And what about you?” Felipe asked hesitantly.


    “What?”


    “Do you want to see me?” His question came out tentative, as though afraid of her answer.


    Farrah’s eyes flickered. After a long pause, she replied, her voice chilled and distant, “We’re just two people who used to know each other. That’s all.”


    She understood what he hadn’t said out loud, and she knew that ever since hearing him wait outside the delivery room, something inside her had shifted. But she couldn’t afford to let herself fall.


    She and Felipe were simply not meant to be.


    “I want to see you,” Felipe whispered, his palms mmy with nerves.


    “Every day. Every night. Every single moment.”


    Farrah cut him off, “Felipe.”


    “I’ve always loved you, Farrah. That hasn’t changed,” Felipe confessed, his dark eyes shimmering with longing. “Whether or not you still love me, I love you.”


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