In the sterile quiet of Mateo’s office, the only sound was the soft ticking of the clock and the occasional shuffle of papers. He's still struggling to keep his focus, the image of the photograph haunting every moment of respite. The door clicked open, and Nerissa stepped in a flash drive clutched tightly in her hand."Mateo, I have something for you. Someone left this at the front desk for you."Mateo looked up, his face etched with the burden of recent days. He took the flash drive, his gaze questioning."Did they say who they were? What's on this?" Mateo asked softly. Nerissa shook her head and he let out an exasperated sigh. "No idea. They just mentioned it was something personal and you needed to see it," she said. Mateo eyed the USB, a sense of foreboding settling over him. He inserted the flash drive into his computer, his heart pounding as he waited for it to load. Once it had, the file was an audio recording. He clicked play, and Isabella's voice filled the room, an apology

In the clean, plain hospital room, Mateo sat uneasily in his hospital bed. The hard white sheets seemed to intensify the seriousness of the situation. Next to him was Nerissa, her face showing worry that really seems and while Mateo's mother stayed quietly in the background, like a quiet guard. Nicholas, resting against the distant wall, watched the situation with a judgemental, yet accepting look.A uniformed police officer, notebook in hand, stood at the foot of Mateo's bed. His behavior was formal, yet there was a clear sign of empathy in his eyes. "Mr. Villanueva, I am from the Department of Criminal Affairs. I am here to ask you a few questions about your... accident," e said in clipped speech. Mateo seems not interested, he just can get any strength to talk to anyone, because his mind's still filled with his wife cheating on him. "Mr. Villanueva, I understand this is a difficult time, but we need to discuss the accident. Can you tell me what happened?" Ms. Cynthia approached Ma

At the honeymoon suite of Mateo and Nerissa, a luxurious and intimate setting with a modern elegant design, overlooking a serene beach. The bed was a king sized canopy bed draped in white silk sheets, while the room was furnished with a large white couch and two matching armchairs, each upholstered in ivory leather. Mateo is standing by the window, staring out with a conflicted expression, while Nerissa is sitting on the edge of the bed, her brows knitted while she stares at him intensely. She keep on cursing Isabella in her mind, as well as those kidnappers she paid for almost three years. Her hands are tightly gripping the soft white pillow that's resting under her chin, as she tries to calm down, her gaze fixed on her husband who's standing near the window. After rolling her eyes, she started to break the silence, she needs to make sure that Mateo won't believe to what Isabella's keep on saying at their wedding venue. "Mateo, darling, I know today has been... overwhelming, to

Isabella stopped sobbing right after the kidnappers left her a plate of food and just a half glass of water. She knows that she can't able to eat them because she got them annoyed with her again, so, now... No one will gonna feed her. She tried her best not to cry again, she closed her eyes firmly. Even though she wants to think that she's still somehow lucky, because the kidnappers are still giving her basic needs and sometimes removing her hands in the robes, it still can't erase the fact that she's trapped there with no way to make it work to escape, until her eyes landed on the fragile glass. And another unsure plan popped into her mind. It's already late night, when Isabella heard a laughed outside the wooden room where she is, there's a also a sound of glass clashing against itself, making her realize that the kidnappers might having some fun of drinking alcohol. She do her best not to fall asleep, until before down the surroundings turn silent, only the sounds of the nearby

Isabella's standing in front of the huge entrance of the Villanueva's mansion. Her eyes scanning for any sign of Mateo. "I need to see him. I need to talk to Mateo and see my daughter. It’s been too long," Isabella says firmly while hoping to see anyone coming out from the mansion, until there's a car stopped by the mansion gates and she recognizes it. It's, Nicholas who's now carrying gifts intended for Mateo's mother, his expression changed from surprise to annoyance upon spotting Isabella. "Look who’s decided to come back from the dead," he said plainly. Isabella feel a little hope when she saw him. "Nicholas! I am glad that you are here. Please help me," she said softly with her hands clasped in front of her, yet Nicholas doesn’t move an inch from his spot. "Mateo’s on his honeymoon, and you’re not welcome here. Move on, Isabella," Nicholas said flatly."W-What? Nicholas, please... I need to see them, they must know the truth! I didn't leave them, I got kidnapped. Please..."