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Penulis: Akina
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-12-04 05:04:09

Sabrina's POV

Today is the day I've been waiting for. The doctor finally allowed me to go home after undergoing chemotherapy and treatment for the past few days. Although my body is still weak, I feel relieved to be able to return home. It feels like being given a little freedom after being locked up for so long.

Nicholas was busy taking care of the paperwork for my return outside the room. The sound of his footsteps approaching made me turn towards the door. He entered with a small smile that I had rarely seen lately, carrying a plastic bag filled with medicines and documents.

The warmth of his smile gave me encouragement. In my heart, I was grateful for his support so far. As he placed the bag on the table, I felt new hope. Today was the beginning of my recovery journey, and although there were challenges ahead, I was ready to face them.

"Everything is ready. We can go home right away," he said, his tone soft but firm.

I smiled slightly
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    Hazel’s POV Another blow. This time to my lip. The taste of iron and blood filled my mouth. I cried silently. Pain, fear, and cold all coiled in my chest.Then Lani pulled something out of her pocket—a dirty sock, knotted tightly. I tried to fight back, to scream, but one of them gripped my neck, and Lani stuffed the sock into my mouth roughly.“Wouldn’t want your pretty little screams waking anyone up,” she sneered.I kicked, shook, thrashed with all I had left, but nothing helped. Their hands held me firm. My breath came fast and shallow. I could only inhale through my nose—and even that was labored.Lani began punching my stomach again. My back slammed against the toilet wall. The world tilted. My vision blurred. I saw red spots—blood or just the pounding pressure in my skull, I didn’t know.My hands went limp. My legs numbed. I wanted to scream, to cry for help, but only a muffled rasp came from my throat.Lani’s hand pressed around my neck. Her grip

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    Hazel’s POV I didn’t hate them. I was just afraid. They were human too, just like me. But perhaps the difference between us lay in how the world had treated us before we got here. I even after being broken down, still had someone out there trying to save me. But them… maybe they had no one.Still, that didn’t erase my pain.I wanted to tell them that the letter wasn’t just paper. That within it lived proof that I still mattered, that someone out there still believed I was innocent. But there was no point. They wouldn’t listen. They never did.Some of them even laughed when they saw me crawling on the floor, searching for the shredded pieces of that letter, hoping I could still read a few words. “Must be from her boyfriend,” one of them muttered. Laughter echoed down the iron corridor.I stayed quiet. My tears no longer fell because of the insults—but because I was truly, completely alone.There were nights when I pressed my face into the thin pillo

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    Hazel’s POV I walked to the corner of the room, settling beneath the bunk bed—one of the few quiet places, far enough from the chaos. My fingers grazed the rough wall behind me, where I found faint scratches, small tally marks etched by someone before me. Row after row of lines, perhaps counting the days that passed. I began carving one of my own—not with anything sharp, just my fingernail. But it was enough. Enough to make me feel like I still… existed.One more day. One more mark. It meant I was still here. Still breathing. Still alive.In the distance, I heard the clang of metal being slammed—maybe a guard opening another block. Then hurried footsteps. I turned slightly, but as usual, I didn’t expect anything. No one was looking for me. No letters. No news.I leaned my body back against the wall again. My thoughts strained to hold on. The small hope I clung to had started to feel like a burden, but I wasn’t ready to let it go. Even if no one came. Even if every d

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    Hazel’s POVThe walls of this prison are cold. Even when the sun scorches the world outside, the chill seeps into my bones. I sit in the corner of my cell, my body growing thinner by the day, leaning against the damp concrete wall. My breathing is slow—too slow, as if my body itself is beginning to give up. Food no longer holds any appeal. It tastes bland. Sometimes even revolting.I’ve lost count of how many days I’ve been in here. Time feels frozen between the sound of clanging bars, the footsteps of guards, and the metallic clang that signals meal times. Everything feels mechanical. Nothing feels warm. Nothing feels real. I just sit—breathing, thinking, then falling back into silence.One day, I tried to write. I tore a scrap from the food wrapper and hid it. But no words could truly express what I felt. Even writing Charlie’s name made my chest tighten. He’s too young to understand all this, and I’m too helpless to explain it.I miss him. More than anyone. His la

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    Nicholas’s POV Once they left, I sat back down. The room felt quiet, but my mind was loud. Memories swirled—of the day I was hit, Hazel’s testimony, and the look on Sabrina’s face when she found out I was still defending the woman who had once left her.But this wasn’t about the past. It was about the truth.Hazel might have left once. But she came back, trying to fix things. And now she was being destroyed by someone who claimed to love her.I wasn’t going to let this game continue.I was going to end it.The sound of my phone ringing cut through the late afternoon silence, slipping past the golden light falling through the office windows. The name on the screen made my stomach tighten.Andrian.It took me a few seconds before I answered. My voice was cold, sharp. “What do you want?”“Relax, Nicholas.” Andrian’s voice was almost too casual, like he was inviting me to dinner. “I just want to talk. One-on-one.”“I’m not interested,” I shot bac

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    Nicholas’s POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, as if to make sure I stayed on course—literally and figuratively. My mind drifted back to yesterday’s meeting between Hazel and Sabrina. Two women who had once hurt each other, now united by the same child. It wasn’t easy. But it wasn’t impossible either. Sabrina had taken a massive step. And now, it was my turn to take the next.A slow song began playing on the car radio, but I barely heard it. My thoughts spiraled through all the possible scenarios that could unfold today. Our legal team was reworking Hazel’s defense. One of our investigators was re-examining the digital evidence—texts and transactions that seemed to come from Hazel, but which she had no explanation for. We suspected all of it had been fabricated.Andrian. His name crept back into my thoughts, like poison I couldn’t avoid. He had always been at the root of every fracture in my life. Even when I tried to leave the past behind, his shadow always found

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