Before I could finish my sentence, the chime of back-to-back WhatsApp notifications cut me off. Sam let go of me and pulled out his phone.The messages were from a group chat called “Happy Family”.It used to just be the four of us—Sam’s parents, Sam, and me. Now, next to the group name, a numbered icon 5 had appeared.Something had clearly been said in the chat because Sam’s expression instantly changed. His fingers flew across the screen, rapidly typing out a reply.It took a while before he finally put his phone down. He reached over and gently patted my head, his voice soft as he said, “Hazel, I’m sorry. There’s an urgent situation at the office. What were you saying just now? I didn’t catch it.”I let out a small laugh, bitter and self-deprecating, then shook my head.I reached over, picked up the divorce papers drawn up by my parents’ lawyer, and flipped to the signature page. Then I handed them to him.“Nothing. Just a document that needs your signature.”Sam was cle
She had always envied the rose garden.I told her before I’d give the roses to her.Standing in front of me now, the neighbor’s daughter froze as she looked at the flowers being loaded onto the moving truck.“Hazel, your husband spent a fortune on these roses for you. Every summer, I’d see you and him having candlelit dinners there. You’re really giving them to me? Just like that?”I gave her a soft smile. “There’s nothing left to hold on to. After all, they don’t belong to me anymore.”Once the roses were gone, the yard looked hollow and bare. However, I felt light and free.I walked back into the villa to finish packing my things. While sorting through the shelves, I spotted a small plush toy tucked away in a dusty corner.When Sam was just eighteen, working eight jobs to build a future for us in this city. As we barely saw each other during those days, I gave him that little toy.It could talk since I had recorded my voice: “Sammy, what are you up to? I miss you. When are yo
The photo frame hit the floor with a crash, glass shattering everywhere. Staggering like a man lost at sea, he rushed toward the bedroom.The door opened, and Sam froze in place. His heart ached so much, as if two hands had reached into his chest and gripped it.Hazel wasn’t there. The room was hollow, and on the bed, a small toy rested neatly on the comforter.That toy had been a gift from Hazel when she was just eighteen. Back in those days, when they barely saw each other, he’d listen to her pre-recorded voice in that toy over and over until the battery died.Sam picked it up, heart pounding. He turned it over to replace the battery, only to find a small yellowed paper tucked behind the compartment.The note was in Hazel’s handwriting.[Dummy Sammy, it’s been dead this whole time. When are you coming home already? Come back and marry me, okay?]Sam's vision blurred. His fingers shook as he inserted the batteries, and the toy crackled back to life.“Sammy, what are you up to?
Sam looked appalled. His face twisted in fury as he pinched Alisa’s chin with a grip like iron, his voice ice-cold and menacing. “I told you, I’m not getting a divorce. My wife would never leave me!”Seeing blood seep beneath her, Alisa trembled and begged, “Sam, I was wrong… Please… save our baby…”However, Sam didn’t flinch. He only called the ambulance. By the time they got to the hospital, it was too late. The baby was gone.There, the doctor pronounced that Alisa would never be able to have children again.The news hit Sam’s parents like a bomb. They wailed, begged, and demanded that Sam find another woman to give them a grandchild. However, Sam was done.He booked a vasectomy the next morning.When asked why, he simply said, “I promised Hazel. If she couldn’t have kids, then I’d stay child-free for life.”…After moving to Northbridge, I entered my parents’ company.They taught me the ropes, and slowly, the pain of my marriage faded into the background.For the firs
I’d been secretly pouring out the glass of milk Sam Kirk gave me every night. Each time I drank it, my head would get dizzy.At midnight, the sound of the bedroom door creaking open jolted me awake. I opened my eyes, shocked to find that I could see again. Six months ago, I’d gone blind in an accident while trying to save Sam, but now my vision had miraculously returned.Tears welled up in my eyes. I turned, wanting to share this unbelievable moment with Sam when I saw her.His personal assistant, Alisa Morton, was crawling into our bed, wearing lingerie that left very little to the imagination.I recognized her from before I lost my sight. She had just graduated from college, and in a way, she even resembled me. However, she was younger and prettier, and the lipstick stains she left on Sam’s collar were always bolder than mine.Back then, I told Sam, “Either she goes, or I do.”He didn't hesitate to let her go. I never expected she’d end up in our home instead.Sam pulled h
He once swore I’d be the only woman he would ever touch.He said he'd be my eyes for the rest of our lives.Now, here I was, with my vision returned, and he was in bed with another woman. Maybe he didn’t love me anymore.I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to stop myself from sobbing. However, the tears wouldn’t listen. They poured down my face, soaking into the pillow.“Sam, let’s get a divorce.” I choked out, the words slipping out of me before I could stop them.The room, filled with moaning and heavy breathing, went dead silent. Both of them turned to stare at me, eyes wide in shock.…Sam didn’t dare breathe. He clamped a hand over Alisa’s cherry-red lips and then cautiously waved it in front of my face with his free hand.Only when I didn’t react did he sigh a breath of relief. He reached out to stroke my cheek gently, coaxing me as he always did.“Babe, are you having a nightmare? Don’t talk nonsense. I’d never divorce you, silly girl. I love you... I love you
I was kidnapped when I was a child.After my adoptive parents passed away, my biological parents finally found me. They said they wanted to bring me home and restore my place in the family.My biological parents were also the ones who spared no expense finding the best doctors to treat my eyes.I hadn’t even had the chance to tell Sam about any of this yet.On the phone, my mom sounded so emotional. “Hazel, you can see again? That’s amazing! Thank God!” My dad was practically tripping over his own words. “If you’re willing to come home, your mom and I will be so happy. And don’t worry, I’ll find you the best divorce lawyer out there!“We’ll be there in three days to bring you back to Northbridge.”…Coincidentally, the day I was supposed to leave happened to be the day Sam and I were finally going to have our long-awaited wedding ceremony.When we first got married, we were broke. We couldn’t even afford a cheap zirconia ring, let alone a wedding dress or professional photos
Sam looked appalled. His face twisted in fury as he pinched Alisa’s chin with a grip like iron, his voice ice-cold and menacing. “I told you, I’m not getting a divorce. My wife would never leave me!”Seeing blood seep beneath her, Alisa trembled and begged, “Sam, I was wrong… Please… save our baby…”However, Sam didn’t flinch. He only called the ambulance. By the time they got to the hospital, it was too late. The baby was gone.There, the doctor pronounced that Alisa would never be able to have children again.The news hit Sam’s parents like a bomb. They wailed, begged, and demanded that Sam find another woman to give them a grandchild. However, Sam was done.He booked a vasectomy the next morning.When asked why, he simply said, “I promised Hazel. If she couldn’t have kids, then I’d stay child-free for life.”…After moving to Northbridge, I entered my parents’ company.They taught me the ropes, and slowly, the pain of my marriage faded into the background.For the firs
The photo frame hit the floor with a crash, glass shattering everywhere. Staggering like a man lost at sea, he rushed toward the bedroom.The door opened, and Sam froze in place. His heart ached so much, as if two hands had reached into his chest and gripped it.Hazel wasn’t there. The room was hollow, and on the bed, a small toy rested neatly on the comforter.That toy had been a gift from Hazel when she was just eighteen. Back in those days, when they barely saw each other, he’d listen to her pre-recorded voice in that toy over and over until the battery died.Sam picked it up, heart pounding. He turned it over to replace the battery, only to find a small yellowed paper tucked behind the compartment.The note was in Hazel’s handwriting.[Dummy Sammy, it’s been dead this whole time. When are you coming home already? Come back and marry me, okay?]Sam's vision blurred. His fingers shook as he inserted the batteries, and the toy crackled back to life.“Sammy, what are you up to?
She had always envied the rose garden.I told her before I’d give the roses to her.Standing in front of me now, the neighbor’s daughter froze as she looked at the flowers being loaded onto the moving truck.“Hazel, your husband spent a fortune on these roses for you. Every summer, I’d see you and him having candlelit dinners there. You’re really giving them to me? Just like that?”I gave her a soft smile. “There’s nothing left to hold on to. After all, they don’t belong to me anymore.”Once the roses were gone, the yard looked hollow and bare. However, I felt light and free.I walked back into the villa to finish packing my things. While sorting through the shelves, I spotted a small plush toy tucked away in a dusty corner.When Sam was just eighteen, working eight jobs to build a future for us in this city. As we barely saw each other during those days, I gave him that little toy.It could talk since I had recorded my voice: “Sammy, what are you up to? I miss you. When are yo
Before I could finish my sentence, the chime of back-to-back WhatsApp notifications cut me off. Sam let go of me and pulled out his phone.The messages were from a group chat called “Happy Family”.It used to just be the four of us—Sam’s parents, Sam, and me. Now, next to the group name, a numbered icon 5 had appeared.Something had clearly been said in the chat because Sam’s expression instantly changed. His fingers flew across the screen, rapidly typing out a reply.It took a while before he finally put his phone down. He reached over and gently patted my head, his voice soft as he said, “Hazel, I’m sorry. There’s an urgent situation at the office. What were you saying just now? I didn’t catch it.”I let out a small laugh, bitter and self-deprecating, then shook my head.I reached over, picked up the divorce papers drawn up by my parents’ lawyer, and flipped to the signature page. Then I handed them to him.“Nothing. Just a document that needs your signature.”Sam was cle
“Yeah,” I responded softly, my face blank.For the third time, Sam had lied to me.This entire photography studio had been rented out by him long ago. There weren’t any other clients.The staff nearby hesitated to speak and could only glance at me with sympathetic eyes.Alisa, clearly irritated by Sam’s attitude, stomped her foot. Then she shot me a look, her tone bratty and threatening. “Sam! If you don’t go to the hospital with me, I’m not leaving! And since you’re taking wedding photos, I’m taking them too!”Her ridiculous outburst made Sam visibly frustrated. He was afraid I'd find out the truth.He rubbed his temples hard. After a while, he gave in and nodded, unable to say no to her anymore.Alisa changed into a dress that was almost identical to mine on purpose.The three of us ended up in the wedding photos together, which was the final nail in the coffin of this joke of a marriage.“Sam, now that the photos are done, you can come with me to the hospital, right? Or I
I was kidnapped when I was a child.After my adoptive parents passed away, my biological parents finally found me. They said they wanted to bring me home and restore my place in the family.My biological parents were also the ones who spared no expense finding the best doctors to treat my eyes.I hadn’t even had the chance to tell Sam about any of this yet.On the phone, my mom sounded so emotional. “Hazel, you can see again? That’s amazing! Thank God!” My dad was practically tripping over his own words. “If you’re willing to come home, your mom and I will be so happy. And don’t worry, I’ll find you the best divorce lawyer out there!“We’ll be there in three days to bring you back to Northbridge.”…Coincidentally, the day I was supposed to leave happened to be the day Sam and I were finally going to have our long-awaited wedding ceremony.When we first got married, we were broke. We couldn’t even afford a cheap zirconia ring, let alone a wedding dress or professional photos
He once swore I’d be the only woman he would ever touch.He said he'd be my eyes for the rest of our lives.Now, here I was, with my vision returned, and he was in bed with another woman. Maybe he didn’t love me anymore.I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to stop myself from sobbing. However, the tears wouldn’t listen. They poured down my face, soaking into the pillow.“Sam, let’s get a divorce.” I choked out, the words slipping out of me before I could stop them.The room, filled with moaning and heavy breathing, went dead silent. Both of them turned to stare at me, eyes wide in shock.…Sam didn’t dare breathe. He clamped a hand over Alisa’s cherry-red lips and then cautiously waved it in front of my face with his free hand.Only when I didn’t react did he sigh a breath of relief. He reached out to stroke my cheek gently, coaxing me as he always did.“Babe, are you having a nightmare? Don’t talk nonsense. I’d never divorce you, silly girl. I love you... I love you
I’d been secretly pouring out the glass of milk Sam Kirk gave me every night. Each time I drank it, my head would get dizzy.At midnight, the sound of the bedroom door creaking open jolted me awake. I opened my eyes, shocked to find that I could see again. Six months ago, I’d gone blind in an accident while trying to save Sam, but now my vision had miraculously returned.Tears welled up in my eyes. I turned, wanting to share this unbelievable moment with Sam when I saw her.His personal assistant, Alisa Morton, was crawling into our bed, wearing lingerie that left very little to the imagination.I recognized her from before I lost my sight. She had just graduated from college, and in a way, she even resembled me. However, she was younger and prettier, and the lipstick stains she left on Sam’s collar were always bolder than mine.Back then, I told Sam, “Either she goes, or I do.”He didn't hesitate to let her go. I never expected she’d end up in our home instead.Sam pulled h