"Mamá," her son screamed. Vivian directly searched for her son, Miguel.

"Mamá, I made you a crown," her son continued. "It looks fabulous on you. You're now a queen-," Miguel paused. "Má? Why are you crying? Weren't you surprised by my presence?"

It's been five years. It's been five years when Troy leaved Vivian. It's been five years when Troy chose Charmaine over her. It's been five years when Troy chose the wicked witch over her and her son, Miguel.

Three weeks after Troy's issue, she found out that she's six weeks pregnant. Her love for Troy created a gift, at least she have her presence. She have her little Troy, her cutest Miguel.

"Mamá, I hate seeing you crying. Stop thinking about being Troy's princess. You're my queen and I will be your king," Miguel said while wiping her tears.

Her son is now her treasure. She completely understands why those tragedies came into her life. Those obstacles mold her into a stronger woman, stronger Mom she need to be.

She held her son's hand, "Troy is your father, Miguel. Respect him."

"I don't need a father, Mamá. I need you."

Miguel placed the crown in her black hair and kiss her forehead.

"Donʼt worry, Mamá. I will be strong. I will protect you."

A treasure. Her son is her sanctuary. Her son is her tesoro. Whatever happens, she already has her Miguel, her king.

She doesn't need a prince charming anymore. She doesn't need a knight in shining armor. She needs her strength, and that's her Miguel, her king.

End