HOW MUCH pain could a person take until she could not bear it anymore? That’s the question that swirled in Cee’s mind as she stared at her mommy’s grave. Instead of going home, he sent Rake here. Rake was there next to his car. He wanted to talk to his mommy first.

Seeing her father — no matter how much she denied it, he was still her father — being happy with his step-daughter made the cracks on her heart bleed.

He could not accept that he was able to accept as a child his non -blood relative while he who was his child had not been accepted before.

It...