Broken Hand, Broken Heart

Zach paused when he heard me, but his anger grew stronger. He slapped me hard across the face.A wave of discomfort surged through me. I bumped into the corner of the table, and a sharp pain hit me instantly."You're seriously making jokes like that to defend him?" Zach stared down at me with a sneer."Celia, we wouldn't be in this mess if you had even a fraction of Sue's kindness. Aren't you afraid that if you keep babying Shawn, he could end up being a killer one day?"Every word Zach said pierced me like a thousand needles.I shook like a leaf, with sweat running down my hairline. I could smell blood filling the air as it ran down my legs.Zach grabbed Sue's hand and reassured her. "Don't worry, Sue. I'll get you the best doctor. You won't have any scars."I crumpled to the ground like a pile of mush, while Zach was fixated on the little blister on Sue's hand.Sue glanced my way and suddenly yelled, "Oh no! Zach, look! What's wrong with Celia? That's blood. She's bleeding he

Zach overlooked my anguish, clearly losing his patience. "Enough with the drama! It's just a drawing."Just a drawing? That was Shawn's greatest wish, the last piece of him I held onto, and now it was gone.Zach didn't seem fazed at all. He tossed the divorce agreement my way. "Let's get to the point."I lifted my head, feeling hopeless. "What do you want from me?"He frowned and sneered. "What now? Did you find someone new? Is that why you're talking about divorce?""Zach, quit talking nonsense," I replied flatly.His face twisted into a mocking grin. "I figured you went off to find a blood pack, but I guess you really had a miscarriage. The kid wasn't mine, right?"My eyes widened in shock. "Zach, you've gone too far!"He scoffed, casually flipping through the divorce agreement, irritation creeping into his voice. "So, who's getting custody of Shawn? His surgery should be done by now, right? Reattaching a hand isn't rocket science."Didn't you tell him I was coming today? Ho

Shawn's coffin rested on the edge of town, but in the end, Zach managed to find it.During this time, he lost his appetite and desperately tried to find out where Shawn was through me. I stayed tight-lipped, but he still managed to show up at Shawn's funeral.Shawn looked pale and tiny in the coffin. I had specifically asked the mortician to stitch up his severed hand, but the scar was still glaringly obvious."Now that you've seen him, you can go. After all, he's not really your son," I taunted him.To my surprise, Zach went completely limp and collapsed to the ground. He held onto the edge of the coffin so tightly that his fingertips turned white from the strain."He only lost half his hand. How could he die from that?" Zach mumbled in shock.Tears streamed down his cheeks. I had never seen him cry in all the years we were married. But now, his shoulders were shaking as he sobbed uncontrollably.I closed the coffin lid without a second thought, ignoring that Zach's hand was st

Zach ended up in the hospital for a week after binge drinking and dealing with some stomach bleeding. Yet, I didn't bother visiting him at all.I heard that while he was there, Sue popped in a few times to cause drama, but his bodyguards tossed her out every time.The day Zach got out of the hospital, he came looking for me again. It had been exactly a month since Shawn had died.I hadn't gone back home. I was staying at a small house I rented a while ago. Shawn and I had been hanging out there a lot ever since Sue returned to the country.Zach opened the door and stood in the doorway, looking totally defeated. His shoulders drooped, and he just seemed so miserable."Celia, why didn't you come to see me?" he whispered.I was just about to respond when someone suddenly barged in. Before I even realized what was happening, Zach pushed me hard, and I went tumbling to the ground.A hissing sound filled the air as a thick liquid splattered all over Zach's face. He screamed in agony.