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    His words sent her heart spiraling into confusion. She wanted to turn him down, to say no—but the words stuck in her throat.


    Felipe didn’t want to pressure her. “I just needed you to know. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, and I will always be October’s father.”


    “Life is long, you…”


    “Life is long,” Felipe interrupted gently, already knowing where she was headed. “But I only want to spend it with you and our daughter.”


    The conversation had caught Farrahpletely off guard.


    When she returned to her room, her mind was still reeling.


    Her marriage had taught her a great deal—love mattered, but marriage needed more than just that. It neededpatibility.


    And Felipe and she weren’tpatible.


    Felipe didn’t leave. He stayed, hoping for another glimpse of Farrah and the little girl.


    When Freya came downstairs, she spotted him sitting alone in the yard.


    He called out, “Freya, can we talk?”


    “What is it you want to talk about?” Freya’s demeanor had softened, even if only slightly.


    She used to feel nothing but contempt for him. But after seeing him wait for hours outside the delivery room and learning that he attended a parenting workshop, her view of him had begun to shift.


    She could see he wasn’t the same man anymore. He had changed.


    “I want to get back with Farrah, but she doesn’t want anything to do with me,” Felipe admitted, not even sure why he was asking Freya of all people for help. “Can you help me figure something out?”


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    Freya was momentarily stunned. Where did he get the ridiculous idea that she would help him chase after Farrah?


    Sensing her reluctance, Felipe quickly added, “You can witness my sincerity. I’ll hand over all my assets to her and vow to treat her right for the rest of my life.”


    “Farrah’s heart is her own. We don’t get to decide it,” Freya replied without wavering.


    Felipe’s heart sank with disappointment.


    Speaking more as an outsider, Freya added, “Besides, you two really aren’t right for each other.”


    “I know I’ve made a mess of things in the past,” Felipe said honestly. “But I love her now. Truly. And I won’t let anyone twist my mind against her again.”


    “That’s not what I meant when I said you’re not right for each other.”


    “Then what did you mean?”


    “You and your family.”


    “What about them?”


    “You know exactly how your parents feel about Farrah—and what they think of her work,” Freya said bluntly. “If you were with her, could you really protect her?”


    “I can!” Felipe said resolutely.


    “No,” Freya said sharply, striking right at the core. “You can’t. Honestly, you’re not strong enough. Most of Yates Group’s sess came from your father. If your parents turned on Farrah or criticized her, would you really be able to defend her without hesitation?”


    Freya continued, “Even if you could manage that, Farrah doesn’t want to be shackled. She wants freedom, not a life dictated by someone else’s approval.”


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