The flight back to Toronto was quiet. Edwin Ng sat by the window, watching the clouds drift below him like slow-moving waves. He wasn’t thinking about the cybersecurity summit, the praise from his peers, or the new opportunities opening up because of his talk. He was thinking of her. Grace.…
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Chapter 5: When Paths Cross Again
Grace stared at the email for a long time. Subject: Final Session – Co-Speaker IntroductionMessage: “You will be closing the conference with Edwin Ng, a cybersecurity engineer representing Canada. We believe your combined experience in healthcare systems security and enterprise protection will make for a powerful closing talk.” Her fingers…
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Chapter 4: The Lie of Freedom
On the surface, Edwin was thriving. Months had passed since he arrived in Canada, and life had found its rhythm. He had now settled into his role at the cybersecurity firm—no longer the rookie, now respected, reliable, and trusted. He had proven himself with hard work, long hours, and quiet…
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Chapter 3: The Echo of Goodbye
The day Edwin left, the world didn’t pause. The streets still buzzed with cars. People still laughed in cafes. The sky still turned from gold to gray as dusk fell. But for Grace, everything had changed. She stood at the edge of the airport terminal, watching the plane disappear into…
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Chapter 2: The Cold Land, the Warm Call
The wind cut through Edwin’s jacket as he stepped outside Toronto Pearson International Airport. The cold air struck his lungs like a reminder—you’re not home anymore. Everything around him felt foreign: the silence, the order, the endless gray sky stretching over snow-dusted sidewalks. Canada was clean, distant, and still. A…
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Chapter 1: A Promise Written in Blood
Long before he ever touched a computer or wore a corporate ID badge, Edwin was just a boy with calloused hands, sleepless nights, and an unwavering will to survive. In the dusty alleys of his small hometown, where neighbors knew your history and judged your future before you even had…
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Dedication Page for Bound by Blood and Held by Faith
To the Master Builder — Jesus Christ, who took every broken piece and made something eternal. To those who have been shamed, silenced, or told they are not enough —may this story remind you that the world’s rejection is never the end. And to families who choose faith over fame,…
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Chapter 20: The Master Builder
It was early morning. The dew still clung to the petals of the courtyard garden as Edwin Ng sat quietly, watching the sky shift from gray to gold. Grace sat beside him, wrapped in a shawl, her fingers gently intertwined with his. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need to.…
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Chapter 19: Echoes of the Founders
The old mango tree behind NewFrame House stretched higher than ever, its branches heavy with fruit. Edwin Ng liked to sit beneath it in the early morning, a wool blanket over his knees, watching the sky pinken while humming the hymn that had followed him since boyhood: Great is Thy…
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Chapter 18: The Underground Awakening
It started with a whisper. A small prayer circle in the school garden — five girls and a boy, holding hands, asking God to heal their friend’s broken heart. It wasn’t planned.It wasn’t posted.But God heard it. And in that space — under the shade of a tree and the…