Sabrina’s POV
The warmth that spread through me made me feel calmer. This moment, while full of vulnerability, also gave me new hope. Nicholas was trying to get closer, and I knew that we had a chance to rebuild what had been lost.“I want us to be able to support each other again,” he continued, his voice soft. “We can get through this together.”Slowly, I nodded, excited to begin this new journey with him. While the road ahead might not always be easy, I was confident that with determination and sincerity, we could get through it all.“Then you should be prepared,” I said finally, trying to tease to ease the tension. “I can be a pain in the ass, you know.”Nicholas laughed softly, his voice a music I hadn’t heard in a long time. “I knew that from the start, Sabrina.”The laughter lightened the mood, and I felt a weight lift from my heart. Teasing each other was part of us, something that had always made our relationship feelSabrina's POVThat morning, the atmosphere felt calm after I had a light breakfast. While sitting in the living room, I tried to enjoy the moment after a tiring night. Nicholas, my husband, was busy in the kitchen brewing coffee for himself. Just as I was about to check my messages on my phone, suddenly it rang. I looked at the number, and it turned out to be my mother-in-law's.I felt a bit tense; usually, when my mother-in-law calls, there’s something important she wants to discuss. Hesitantly, I answered the phone, waiting for her voice on the other end.I paused for a moment, my hand trembling as I held the phone. What could she want so early in the morning? In my heart, I almost didn't want to answer it, afraid of the tone that always made me feel small. But after a few seconds of hesitation, I slid the green icon.“Hello?” my voice sounded a bit shaky.“Mom Sabrina!” Charlie's quiet, tearful voice made me sit up straight. My heart s
Sabrina's POVSeeing his happiness warmed my heart. He quickly grabbed a spoon and began to eat heartily. Meanwhile, Nicholas enjoyed the atmosphere, watching our togetherness with a smile on his face. The sound of spoons clinking and Charlie’s little laughter filled the kitchen, creating a moment full of warmth and happiness.I sat next to Charlie, watching him eat eagerly. “Eat slowly, okay? Don’t choke,” I reminded him, feeling relieved to see him enjoying his meal.Meanwhile, Nicholas silently observed both of us. He appeared calm, but I could see the warm look in his eyes—something I hadn’t seen much of lately. Charlie’s presence truly brought life to the quiet home.This simple moment provided a sense of wholeness that I had missed, even if just for a while. The sound of spoons clinking against plates and Charlie’s little laughs created an atmosphere full of warmth. I was grateful to be with them, feeling the happiness that had faded away.
Sabrina's POVWe stood up, although I was a bit worried since my body hadn’t fully recovered after chemotherapy. However, seeing Charlie’s cheerful smile made all my fatigue seem to vanish.Nicholas and I followed his lead and joined in the game. The sounds of laughter and Charlie’s joyful shouts filled the air, creating an atmosphere of happiness. This moment made me feel alive again, realizing how precious time with family is. We ran, played, and enjoyed every second we had.We played a simple game of throwing the ball. Charlie ran around chasing the ball, his laughter echoing throughout the park. Occasionally, Nicholas would intentionally throw the ball far, making Charlie laugh even more.“Dad is unfair!” he shouted when Nicholas made a throw that was too high. I laughed, grabbed the ball, and said, “It’s my turn now.”Carefully, I threw the ball, making sure Charlie could catch it easily. He succeeded in catching it and jumped for jo
Sabrina's POV"Can I join the game?" Nicholas asked excitedly. Charlie immediately exclaimed, "Daddy always loses when he plays with me!" Nicholas chuckled, raising both hands as if to surrender. "Alright, I'll just be a spectator," he said, but he continued to look at both of us with a gentle expression. I smiled at the interaction between Nicholas and Charlie. I could feel the joy flowing between them."Don't worry, Nicholas. You can learn from us," I teased. "And who knows, maybe you can defeat Charlie next time!" Charlie laughed, "Yeah, Daddy! We can practice together later!" Nicholas nodded, his eyes sparkling. "Okay, I'll be a good spectator. But you both have to give me tips if I want to join later!"I felt warm inside. Watching them have fun made the day feel brighter. "Alright, ready! Let's start this game!" I said, preparing to play. Soon, the tow truck finally arrived. Nicholas spoke with the te
Sabrina's POVNicholas took a deep breath, trying to contain his emotions. "Hazel, it’s unfair to blame Sabrina. She just wants to help and support Charlie." Hazel didn’t budge, her face still filled with anger. "You don’t understand! Every time she’s around, I feel like I’m losing control of my life. Charlie is my child, and I won’t let him be influenced by outsiders!" I felt hurt hearing those words. "Hazel, I’m not an outsider. I care about Charlie and want what’s best for him. I don’t want to take anything from you," I said firmly. Nicholas tried to mediate, "We all care about Charlie. Let’s talk about this calmly. We can find a way to work together for Charlie’s sake." But Hazel seemed entrapped in her emotions, unwilling to listen. "I don’t want to hear it! You don’t know how hard it is to be a mother!" Her voice broke, revealing the depth of her pain.I felt heavy, trying to stay calm even as the situation worsened. “Ha
Sabrina's POVNicholas disappeared into the kitchen without a word, while I walked to the sofa, collapsing onto it. My hand touched my stinging cheek, and for some reason, tears began to flow. Not just because of the slap, but all the anger, accusations, and feelings of unworthiness felt like they were flooding my heart.I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the sobs that started to break through when suddenly I heard Nicholas’s footsteps approaching. I slowly opened my eyes and saw him standing in front of me with an expression I couldn’t quite decipher. In his hand, he held a small towel soaked in cold water. “Use this,” he said softly, handing the towel to me. I looked at him, surprised. “Nicholas…” “Your cheek is still red,” he continued without waiting for my response. “That must hurt. At least this can help reduce the swelling.” I took the towel slowly, our hands brushing against each other for a moment. “Thank you,” I whispered, a
Sabrina's POVNicholas observed my face for a moment, as if trying to read my thoughts. “You’re thinking about Charlie, aren’t you?”His question pierced my heart. I nodded slowly, lowering my head to hide the tears that were beginning to well up.“I miss him, Nicholas,” I whispered softly. “I don’t know when I’ll see him again. He must be confused... or sad.”Nicholas pulled his chair closer and gently touched my hand. “Charlie is fine, Sabrina. I’ll make sure he knows you love him. And I’ll find a way for you two to meet again.”I lifted my gaze, looking into his eyes filled with certainty. “But Hazel... she surely won’t allow it. I don’t want to make things worse.”Nicholas sighed deeply, then held my hand tighter. “I know this is hard. But I won’t let Hazel keep Charlie away from you. You are a part of his life, Sabrina. That can’t be changed.”I wanted to believe his words, to hang my hopes on that promise, but reality w
Nicholas's POVI started the car engine, checking the rearview mirror to ensure Charlie was comfortably seated in the back with his seatbelt fastened.“Dad,” Charlie's voice broke the silence. I glanced at the mirror, noticing his innocent face filled with curiosity.“Where's Mom Sabrina? Why isn’t she coming with us?”Taking a deep breath, I tried to formulate an answer that would comfort Charlie without adding to his worries. Guilt washed over me, but I was determined to keep my son in a cheerful mood.I paused for a moment, trying to choose my words carefully. I knew how much Charlie missed Sabrina, but I didn’t want to complicate things further with Hazel.She sat next to me, and Hazel's expression darkened as soon as Sabrina's name was mentioned. I took a deep breath, attempting to string together simple words that would adequately explain to Charlie.Anxiety began to weigh on my heart, but I knew this was impo
Sabrina's POV I tried to focus on the road, but the image of his face kept haunting me. I imagined how he was doing now, in London, facing heavy challenges. “Is he okay? Does he feel alone?” I asked myself.Every question haunted my mind, but I knew I had to be strong. For Charlie, for Nicholas, and for myself.Upon arriving home, I walked slowly to the living room, sat on the sofa, and reached for a small photo album lying on the table. I hadn’t opened the album in a long time, but today, for some reason, I wanted to see the smiles captured by the camera.The first thing I saw was a photo of Charlie as a toddler, hugged by Nicholas while smiling brightly. His little face full of happiness reminded me of those simple times. It felt like just yesterday when he was learning to walk, and Nicholas was always there to catch him whenever he fell.I continued to the photo from Charlie's first birthday. Nicholas and I stood in the background, ou
Sabrina's POVThis morning felt a bit quieter. There was no sound of Nicholas's footsteps usually heard from the bathroom to the kitchen, no sleepy smile as he pulled out a chair for breakfast. It was the second day without his presence, and I was still trying to adjust.Every corner of this house felt empty, as if everything had lost its color. I sat at the dining table, staring at the empty plate in front of me. The aroma of coffee that usually warmed the atmosphere now only reminded me of his absence. I tried to distract myself by reading a book, but the words on the pages felt flat and meaningless.I remembered the little moments with him—how he would often tease me when I was too serious, or how he always remembered little details about me. Without him, my days seemed dull and monotonous.Taking a deep breath, I stood up from the table. Maybe I needed to go out and get some fresh air. But before that, I glanced at our photo on the wall. His b
Nicholas’s POV Leaning back in the car seat, I took a deep breath. I knew this journey was not just about saving the project, but also about saving trust—trust from clients, trust from my family, and perhaps, my own trust in the people I had once considered important.I opened my phone again, staring at the wallpaper photo, me, Sabrina, and Charlie in the park last week. They were the reason I had to resolve all of this. I couldn’t fail.“I’ll be home soon,” I whispered to the screen now displaying the digital boarding pass. “For you.”The plane was set to take off in one hour, and I was already sitting in the airport waiting lounge, alone with my endlessly spinning thoughts. My laptop was on my lap, but not a single email I read truly registered in my mind. I just stared at the blank screen while my thoughts returned to one point—Hazel.Why did she do it? What was her motivation? I knew she loved Charlie. But this… this wasn’
Nicholas’s POV I suddenly sank back in my chair. My body felt stiff, and my head felt like it had been hit with a blunt object. The project with Mr. Harrington wasn’t just any project; it was a long-term strategic partnership that would expand our business network into Europe. Everything was almost finalized. And now, canceled?I squeezed my temples with both hands. The missing report, Hazel avoiding me, and now this. Everything felt clearer. But there was no time to get caught up in anger or shock.I had to move quickly. With my mind starting to focus, I reopened my laptop and began checking all the data related to the project. If there were discrepancies, I needed to find them before Mr. Harrington made his final decision.One thing was certain: I couldn’t let this end like this. I had to find Hazel, get an explanation from her, and perhaps—just perhaps—find a way to save this project.“Book the fastest flight to London for today!” I c
Nicholas’s POV I had been holding my phone for five minutes, staring at the screen with Hazel's name clearly displayed. Anger bubbled inside me, but there was also deep disappointment. Even so, I knew I couldn’t resolve this with just emotions. I needed clarity. I needed direct answers from her.So, with a deep breath, I pressed the green button and brought the phone to my ear. But she didn’t answer.Seconds ticked by, feeling more and more tense. I tried calling again, but the result was the same. The courage I had built up began to fade, replaced by anxiety and frustration.What should I do now? If she was indeed involved, maybe she already knew I was suspicious. With each passing second, negative thoughts gnawed at me.The ringing tone continued until I finally heard her voice on the other end. “Hello?” “Hazel, it’s Nicholas.” There was a brief silence, then I heard her usual tone. “Oh… why are you calling
Nicholas’s POV My heart began to race. This wasn’t just an ordinary document. Inside were details of the monthly report, fund allocation strategies, and financing plans for new projects. Everything was sensitive.I stood and walked to the shelf in the corner of the room, checking the extra folders I sometimes used to store copies. Still nothing. “Strange…” I muttered as I sat back down and rubbed my temples.My mind drifted to many things. I hadn’t opened that document yesterday. So who did? My secretary was always meticulous and wouldn’t randomly move important documents without my knowledge. And the only person in my office yesterday was Hazel.I shook my head quickly, trying to dismiss the suspicion that arose. But my mind was starting to be clouded with discomfort. I rarely made mistakes with paperwork, especially something so crucial.Quickly, I pressed the intercom button. “Please come to my office now.” “Sure, sir.”
Nicholas’s POV Today was long, and I had to be strong for everything. A sense of responsibility flowed within me, pushing me to remain steadfast. With each passing second, I was determined to give my best for our family.Charlie began to tell stories about his friends at school, his cheerful voice filling the car. I tried to listen, although my thoughts still wandered to heavier matters. However, seeing his smile made me feel a little better.“Papa, look! There’s a dog!” he suddenly exclaimed, pulling my attention back to the road.I smiled, trying to engage in his excitement. “Yeah, champ! The dog is cute, isn’t it?”As soon as the car stopped right in front of the school gate, Charlie eagerly unbuckled his seatbelt. “Charlie’s off to school now, Papa!” he exclaimed as he reached for his bag in the back seat. I turned to him and placed a hand on his shoulder for a moment. “Wait a second.” Charlie stopped and looked at
Nicholas’s POV That morning, I woke up earlier than usual. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but its soft light was already streaming through our bedroom window. Beside me, Sabrina was still asleep, her face calm despite our deep conversation the night before.I felt relieved to have comforted her, assuring her that I would always be there for her and Charlie. Seeing her sleep peacefully made me grateful. We had been through so much, and although there were tensions to face, I believed we could find a way out together.As I gazed at her face, my mind drifted back to our conversation last night. Her fear of losing Charlie was very real, and I wanted to protect both of them from anything that could hurt them. I knew that Hazel was part of our past, and although there was hope for change, I had to remain vigilant.I quietly got out of bed, not wanting to wake her. After showering and changing into my work clothes, I left the room and caught the delici
Sabrina's POV My eyes lingered on his face longer than usual. I knew that the fear I had expressed to Nicholas wasn’t just an ordinary worry. I truly didn’t want to lose this child. Charlie meant everything to me. He might not be my biological child, but my love for him had surpassed the boundaries of blood and birth ties. My gaze fell on an object at the edge of the bed. A small toy robot from Hazel. I reached out and gently grabbed it. The toy was still lit, its light blinking softly. Charlie must have been so happy earlier. I could imagine his face when he received it directly from Hazel. But because of that, my feelings churned again. There was a faint yet piercing wound. I stared at the toy, then back at Charlie’s face. I gently caressed his cheek. “I’m sorry if I was selfish earlier,” I whispered softly, more to myself. “I was just scared. So scared…” I took a deep breath