(After High Series # 2) Juliette de Marco has everything-beauty, wealth, and a family name that opens every door. Everything except the one thing she's never been denied-the attention of Olivier Rafael de Sousa. When the hotel heir treats her like just another teenager at a charity gala, Juliette discovers something she's never experienced before-wanting something she can't have. But Juliette is her mother's daughter, raised in the ruthless world of power where everything is negotiable and everyone has a price. She'll use every tool at her disposal to get what she wants. And the question isn't whether she'll win Olivier's heart-it's what she won't do to get it. Some games are played for power. Others for love. Juliette de Marco plays to win.

PUBLISHED UNDER LIB Note: If you're not into flawed characters who make wrong decisions, don't read this. Save yourself from stress. Started: 10/07/2020 Ended: 11/18/2020 Elora Chin Valencia grew up in a toxic Christian family where she was viewed as the black sheep. Araw-araw ay ipinaparamdam sa kanya ng mundo na wala siyang lugar sa sarili niyang tahanan. She was a consistent dean's lister and an obedient daughter, which left her wondering what she had done so wrong to be disregarded as a speck of dust in the wind. They made her feel like she was just dirt, filling up the empty space. The one who would never have her own safe place. Feeling all of this contributed to her endless suicidal ideations. Baka nga tama sila. Baka nga wala siyang halaga at kailanman ay hindi na sasaya. She almost believed that. She almost held onto that notion. Not until she met the man in his BS Civil Engineering uniform and gorgeous grin, Troy Jefferson Dela Paz. He kissed her forehead, and her loud thoughts were silenced. Her demons calmed down. Her foes were defeated. For the first time in her life, she had proven her family wrong---a happy Elora Chin was possible. She was loved and well-taken care of. Troy embraced her sharp parts, not minding the wounds he might get. But fate had a lot of cruel things in store for her. Because when she thought she had reached the peak of happiness, she found myself drowning alone in the ocean she now called home, alone in her shame, alone with the waves she couldn't tame.

Maaayos pa nga ba ang pusong nilumot na at dinurog ng mga pasakit? Maghihilom pa nga ba ang mga sugat na dulot ng pagkasawi? Can time really heals all wound? Or would it make it even worst?