Sabrina's POV
When I arrived home, the silence enveloped me as soon as I opened the door. The darkness of the room felt more depressing than usual as if the house was feeling my emotional exhaustion. I turned on the lights, hung my bag near the door, then took off my shoes in slow motion.Every corner of the room was so familiar, yet it felt empty. I walked towards the sofa and let myself fall on it, my tired body leaning back while my thoughts drifted back to Charlie. His image kept ringing, his innocent smile when I gave him the robot earlier, his cheerful laughter when we played, and his satisfied face after eating ice cream. It was all like a beautiful dream that ended too quickly.In that silence, the ticking sound of the wall clock seemed to be a reminder of the time that continued to pass, while I was trapped in memories. Charlie was the light in my life, a light that seemed like it would never go out. But now, all that was left was a shadow, and evSabrina's POV Slowly, I put the photo back in its place. My body was getting weaker, and finally, I let my eyes close again. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but tonight, I can only survive by embracing my longing for Charlie, hoping that I am strong enough to keep fighting. In the silence of the night that permeated, the image of Charlie continued to haunt my mind. He had always been the light of my life, and without him, the darkness felt even thicker. With every passing second, the feeling of loss was like a cut in my heart. I remembered his cheerful laughter, the times we played in the park, and how he could always make me smile, even on the hardest days. Now, all that was left was a suffocating memory. These hands that were once filled with warmth now felt cold and empty. I gripped the blanket tightly, trying to find comfort in this pain. "Charlie, I promise I will keep fighting," I said to myself. "I will use every precious second you
Sabrina's POV With a deep breath, I resolved not to let myself sink any deeper. If not for myself, then maybe for Nicholas, who despite his strong appearance, also harbored deep worries. Wherever this path took me, I had to try to get up, at least to lessen the burden that I had been carrying for far too long. That morning, I woke up with a body that felt much heavier than usual. My body temperature was getting higher, my head was throbbing, and my throat was as dry as a desert. I felt cold sweat soaking my body, but I forced myself to sit up in bed. I glanced at the bedside table, where the glass I had used to drink from the night before lay. I glanced at it; it was empty. The burning thirst in my throat forced me to get up. With faltering steps, I tried to stand, but my knees immediately felt weak. I braced myself, grabbing the wall to support my body. It felt like every step was a struggle, but I knew I had to reach the kitchen. I pus
Nicholas's POV The words were like lightning striking my chest. Cancer? Leukemia? Aggressive phase? I felt the whole world stop for a moment, trying to process what the doctor had just said.“Cancer?” I mumbled almost inaudibly. “She never… she never told me.”The doctor nodded slowly. “That happens often. Many patients choose to keep their condition a secret, even from those closest to them.” He continued in a more assertive tone. “Sabrina has also missed her last two chemotherapy appointments, which should be crucial to her condition. Skipping such treatments could speed up the progression of the disease.”I closed my eyes, trying to calm the turmoil that was roiling inside me. “Will she be okay now?” I asked, almost pleading.“We’ve given her initial treatment to control the infection and stabilize her condition. But this is not a long-term solution. Sabrina must continue her chemotherapy, and it must be done immediately. If she
Nicholas' POV“I was so stupid,” I muttered, mostly to myself. “I was too wrapped up in myself, in my job, in... Hazel. I was blind, Sabrina. I was blind to all the pain you were going through.”I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were finally falling uncontrollably. “I should have been the first person you trusted. But I didn’t even know you were fighting something this big. I didn’t know how hard it was for you to walk every day. Instead, I blamed you, made you feel worthless...”I took a deep breath, but my chest felt tight. “I’m sorry, Sabrina. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done or not done. If I had known, I wouldn’t have left you alone like this. I would never have let you fight alone.” The sound of the medical equipment kept ticking as if a constant reminder that time was ticking. I rubbed her hand slowly, begging her to wake up, so I could fix everything. I don't know if she heard me or not. But I swore to mysel
Nicholas's POV I loved her more than anything in this world, and that would never change. I felt her faint heartbeat, trying to reconnect with the strength that once was. Gently, I held her hand tighter, hoping that my touch would bring a little warmth and hope amidst this darkness. “Sabrina,” I whispered, “I’m here. We’ll get through this together.” I stared at her pale face, trying to find any sign that she was listening. Deep in my heart, I believed that little by little, she would come back to me. Together, we will face all these fears, and our love will be the bridge to cross every obstacle.I held her hand again, my rough fingers touching her cold skin.“Sabrina, please wake up,” I whispered, almost like a prayer. “Charlie needs you. I… I need you too.”The silence in the room was oppressive. Only the thrumming of the medical machines could be heard, as if time had stopped between each faltering breath. My heart pounded, fighting
Sabrina's POV Nicholas looked surprised when his phone suddenly vibrated. From where I lay, I saw him staring at his phone screen with an expression that was hard to decipher. There was a mix of worry and confusion on his face. My mind wandered. What was happening outside this room? Was there bad news? I hoped it wasn’t news that would stress Nicholas out even more. He had already endured so much, and I didn’t want him to feel even more burdened. I noticed that Nicholas didn’t pick up his phone. Deep in my heart, I hoped he could find the strength to stay strong like he always did for me. “Why didn’t you pick up?” I asked, my voice weak, but enough to make him turn to me. He shook his head slowly. “It’s nothing important,” he said simply, trying to hide something behind his tone. But I knew there was something wrong. “Just pick up,” I insisted, even though my body was still weak. “It might be important.” Nicholas
Sabrina's POV Nicholas looked at me immediately, as if he was just waiting for his name to come back to my side. “What? Do you need something?” he asked quickly. I shook my head slowly. “No. I just…” I paused for a moment, trying to find the right words. “I never thought you’d be this worried.” He looked surprised, then took a deep breath. “How could I not be worried, Sabrina?” he replied in a low but emotional tone. “You were so sick, and I didn’t know anything. You even missed your medication. How could you think I wouldn’t care?” His words were like a slap to me. I knew he was right. All this time, I had always thought that our marriage was just a formality, something that didn't involve deep feelings. But seeing Nicholas like this, I realized that I had underestimated him. He wasn't just my husband on paper; he was someone who loved and fought for me. Every beat of his heart, every worried look, showed how deep our bond was, even tho
Sabrina's POV "Leave Nicholas! Because soon he will reconcile with his ex-wife!" My body jerked in shock, my eyes widened in disbelief at what my mother-in-law had just said. I am a twenty-three year old woman squeezing the blue party dress I am wearing. "W-what do you mean by that, Mom?" I asked in a choked voice.My mother-in-law smiled sarcastically, her eyes staring at me with a sharp gaze. "Don't you realize? Since the beginning of your marriage until now, Nicholas has never loved you!" said the glamorously dressed middle-aged woman. "Because Nicholas' true love is only Hazel!" I was silent with mixed feelings. I wanted to refute, but my tongue felt numb because I knew my mother-in-law was right. My husband never loved me. My heart was beating fast, fear and confusion engulfed my mind. I never expected that Nicholas' relationship with his ex-wife was still unfinished. I felt like I was kicked from a height, my trust shattered into pieces. "You see there!" said my mother
Sabrina's POV Nicholas looked at me immediately, as if he was just waiting for his name to come back to my side. “What? Do you need something?” he asked quickly. I shook my head slowly. “No. I just…” I paused for a moment, trying to find the right words. “I never thought you’d be this worried.” He looked surprised, then took a deep breath. “How could I not be worried, Sabrina?” he replied in a low but emotional tone. “You were so sick, and I didn’t know anything. You even missed your medication. How could you think I wouldn’t care?” His words were like a slap to me. I knew he was right. All this time, I had always thought that our marriage was just a formality, something that didn't involve deep feelings. But seeing Nicholas like this, I realized that I had underestimated him. He wasn't just my husband on paper; he was someone who loved and fought for me. Every beat of his heart, every worried look, showed how deep our bond was, even tho
Sabrina's POV Nicholas looked surprised when his phone suddenly vibrated. From where I lay, I saw him staring at his phone screen with an expression that was hard to decipher. There was a mix of worry and confusion on his face. My mind wandered. What was happening outside this room? Was there bad news? I hoped it wasn’t news that would stress Nicholas out even more. He had already endured so much, and I didn’t want him to feel even more burdened. I noticed that Nicholas didn’t pick up his phone. Deep in my heart, I hoped he could find the strength to stay strong like he always did for me. “Why didn’t you pick up?” I asked, my voice weak, but enough to make him turn to me. He shook his head slowly. “It’s nothing important,” he said simply, trying to hide something behind his tone. But I knew there was something wrong. “Just pick up,” I insisted, even though my body was still weak. “It might be important.” Nicholas
Nicholas's POV I loved her more than anything in this world, and that would never change. I felt her faint heartbeat, trying to reconnect with the strength that once was. Gently, I held her hand tighter, hoping that my touch would bring a little warmth and hope amidst this darkness. “Sabrina,” I whispered, “I’m here. We’ll get through this together.” I stared at her pale face, trying to find any sign that she was listening. Deep in my heart, I believed that little by little, she would come back to me. Together, we will face all these fears, and our love will be the bridge to cross every obstacle.I held her hand again, my rough fingers touching her cold skin.“Sabrina, please wake up,” I whispered, almost like a prayer. “Charlie needs you. I… I need you too.”The silence in the room was oppressive. Only the thrumming of the medical machines could be heard, as if time had stopped between each faltering breath. My heart pounded, fighting
Nicholas' POV“I was so stupid,” I muttered, mostly to myself. “I was too wrapped up in myself, in my job, in... Hazel. I was blind, Sabrina. I was blind to all the pain you were going through.”I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were finally falling uncontrollably. “I should have been the first person you trusted. But I didn’t even know you were fighting something this big. I didn’t know how hard it was for you to walk every day. Instead, I blamed you, made you feel worthless...”I took a deep breath, but my chest felt tight. “I’m sorry, Sabrina. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done or not done. If I had known, I wouldn’t have left you alone like this. I would never have let you fight alone.” The sound of the medical equipment kept ticking as if a constant reminder that time was ticking. I rubbed her hand slowly, begging her to wake up, so I could fix everything. I don't know if she heard me or not. But I swore to mysel
Nicholas's POV The words were like lightning striking my chest. Cancer? Leukemia? Aggressive phase? I felt the whole world stop for a moment, trying to process what the doctor had just said.“Cancer?” I mumbled almost inaudibly. “She never… she never told me.”The doctor nodded slowly. “That happens often. Many patients choose to keep their condition a secret, even from those closest to them.” He continued in a more assertive tone. “Sabrina has also missed her last two chemotherapy appointments, which should be crucial to her condition. Skipping such treatments could speed up the progression of the disease.”I closed my eyes, trying to calm the turmoil that was roiling inside me. “Will she be okay now?” I asked, almost pleading.“We’ve given her initial treatment to control the infection and stabilize her condition. But this is not a long-term solution. Sabrina must continue her chemotherapy, and it must be done immediately. If she
Sabrina's POV With a deep breath, I resolved not to let myself sink any deeper. If not for myself, then maybe for Nicholas, who despite his strong appearance, also harbored deep worries. Wherever this path took me, I had to try to get up, at least to lessen the burden that I had been carrying for far too long. That morning, I woke up with a body that felt much heavier than usual. My body temperature was getting higher, my head was throbbing, and my throat was as dry as a desert. I felt cold sweat soaking my body, but I forced myself to sit up in bed. I glanced at the bedside table, where the glass I had used to drink from the night before lay. I glanced at it; it was empty. The burning thirst in my throat forced me to get up. With faltering steps, I tried to stand, but my knees immediately felt weak. I braced myself, grabbing the wall to support my body. It felt like every step was a struggle, but I knew I had to reach the kitchen. I pus
Sabrina's POV Slowly, I put the photo back in its place. My body was getting weaker, and finally, I let my eyes close again. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but tonight, I can only survive by embracing my longing for Charlie, hoping that I am strong enough to keep fighting. In the silence of the night that permeated, the image of Charlie continued to haunt my mind. He had always been the light of my life, and without him, the darkness felt even thicker. With every passing second, the feeling of loss was like a cut in my heart. I remembered his cheerful laughter, the times we played in the park, and how he could always make me smile, even on the hardest days. Now, all that was left was a suffocating memory. These hands that were once filled with warmth now felt cold and empty. I gripped the blanket tightly, trying to find comfort in this pain. "Charlie, I promise I will keep fighting," I said to myself. "I will use every precious second you
Sabrina's POVWhen I arrived home, the silence enveloped me as soon as I opened the door. The darkness of the room felt more depressing than usual as if the house was feeling my emotional exhaustion. I turned on the lights, hung my bag near the door, then took off my shoes in slow motion.Every corner of the room was so familiar, yet it felt empty. I walked towards the sofa and let myself fall on it, my tired body leaning back while my thoughts drifted back to Charlie. His image kept ringing, his innocent smile when I gave him the robot earlier, his cheerful laughter when we played, and his satisfied face after eating ice cream. It was all like a beautiful dream that ended too quickly.In that silence, the ticking sound of the wall clock seemed to be a reminder of the time that continued to pass, while I was trapped in memories. Charlie was the light in my life, a light that seemed like it would never go out. But now, all that was left was a shadow, and ev
Sabrina's POV After we were tired of playing, we sat on one of the park benches eating ice cream. Charlie chewed on the strawberry ice cream in his hand enthusiastically, while I sat next to him, occasionally taking a bite of my own chocolate ice cream. The cold air from the ice cream was refreshing, even though the atmosphere between Nicholas and I was far from relaxed. Nicholas sat across from us, eating his vanilla ice cream quietly, although I could see his eyes glancing at me every now and then. I tried to avoid eye contact, focusing on Charlie who was telling me about his school. "Mom, I drew a family picture at school!" he said cheerfully. "There's me, Mom, Dad... but I forgot to draw Mom Hazel," he said innocently. I was silent for a moment, trying to cover up the stinging feeling that suddenly crept into my chest. I just smiled thinly. "You must have drawn a really good picture. When it’s finished, Mommy wants to see it, okay?” Charlie nodded enthusiastically, then t