Sabrina's POV
I slowly woke up with blurred vision. Bright white light pierced my eyes, making me squint. The familiar antiseptic smell invaded my senses, and I gradually realized that I was in a hospital.My head felt heavy, and my body weak as if all my energy had been drained. I tried to move my hands but could barely manage it. An IV line was attached to the back of my hand, leaving a sting every time I moved.In confusion, I tried to remember how I ended up here. Anxiety began to creep into my mind—what about Charlie? Was he okay?With great effort, I tried to calm myself and recall what had happened. Maybe this was an opportunity to recover, to become stronger again. I had to focus on healing, so I could continue to fight for Charlie.“Sabrina…”That deep voice made me turn, even though my neck felt stiff. There, sitting by my bedside, was Nicholas, looking at me with a worried expression. He looked tired; dark circles under hisSabrina's POV "Leave Nicholas! Because soon he will reconcile with his ex-wife!" My body jerked in shock, and 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's 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's 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 m
Sabrina's POV "Put on new clothes for Charlie; Hazel and I will take him out." Nicholas's deep baritone voice sounded firmly to me as I was dressing Charlie this morning. After not sleeping at home all night, Nicholas returned with Hazel, who was now waiting on the first floor. "Yes. Will you be home in the evening?" I asked my husband. While wearing his black tuxedo, Nicholas answered, "Yes, so that Hazel can be satisfied playing with Charlie all day." I was silent for a moment, feeling that my days were now very stressful. In addition to having less time with my husband, I might often be lonely because Charlie would also spend time with Hazel. "Mommy... where am I going? Why are you wearing new clothes?" Charlie’s tiny voice made me smile softly, especially since my little boy was pouting at me. "Charlie is coming with Daddy today, honey. Remember... no naughty behavior, no crying, and no screaming. Understand?” I said softly while holding out my little finger, "Promise Cha
Sabrina's POV After fainting a few days ago, my condition has not improved. I feel my body getting weaker, which makes me wonder what happened because I'm not usually like this. With a pale face, I supported my body with my hands on the sink because I wanted to vomit a few minutes ago. However, nothing came out of my mouth. After washing my face with cold water, I came out of the bathroom and found my husband, who was already looking neat. I approached Nicholas, who was standing in front of the mirror while putting on his watch. "Nicholas, do you have free time today?" I asked, looking up at him. "No, my schedule is very busy today," Nicholas answered coldly, as usual. I grabbed Nicholas's black tuxedo from the edge of the bed and handed it to him with great care. "I wanted to ask for a moment of your time to accompany me—" Before I had time to finish my sentence, I heard a soft snort from Nicholas. He turned his body to look at me and grabbed the tuxedo his wife had brought.
Sabrina's POV When I got home, I stayed in my private room. For hours, I drowned in suffocating sadness. "It turns out that my presence means nothing to my husband. Is this what is called old love, the real winner?" I said softly and sadly. Not long after that, a loud car horn was heard. "He's home." I opened the curtains and peeked down. It turned out to be true; it was the sound of Nicholas's car. Slowly, I stood up, left the room, and rushed to meet my husband in the bedroom. I pulled the doorknob of the room and stepped inside. I saw Nicholas, who was taking off his black tuxedo. "You're home? It's so rare to be out so late..." I said while walking carefully towards Nicholas. "Where have you been?” "There's important business outside," Nicholas answered indifferently while unbuttoning his shirt sleeve. The answer my husband gave made me feel suffocated. He was clearly lying; my husband was dishonest. How could Nicholas lie to me for his ex-wife? When Nicholas was about
Sabrina's POV Days passed, and my condition still had not improved. I had just woken up from my sleep in a panic. I had fallen asleep for two hours after taking the medicine, until I forgot to pick up Charlie from school. "Oh my God, what time is it?!" I looked at the clock on the wall in my room. "Gosh! What have I done? Charlie must be crying, waiting for me!" I hurriedly got out of the room. Even though my body felt weak and powerless, I still forced myself to move. My heavy steps carried me down the stairs. However, when I had not yet stepped onto the first floor, the door to my house opened wide. I heard Charlie's cry, which made me panic instantly. "Sabrina!" a woman shouted loudly, calling for her. "Mom..." I looked at my mother-in-law, who had come with Hazel. The woman was now carrying Charlie, who was struggling in her arms. I was silent for a moment. Didn't Nicholas say yesterday that Hazel had an accident? But why didn't the woman look hurt at all?! Not yet awar
Sabrina's POV "Are you sure, ma'am?" I nodded. "I won't regret my decision," I said seriously. I sat on the back porch of my house with an old man with white hair who put down a file. "Okay, I hope you're okay." I gave a slow nod. The man in the gray tuxedo then stood up from his seat and said goodbye. This is what has been going on for the past few years. It hasn’t been easy, and every step has been hard. But I know that this is the right decision for me. After that man left, I stared out into the quiet backyard. The sound of birds chirping and the gentle breeze seemed to remind me that life goes on. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. This divorce wasn’t just about ending a relationship; it was about finding myself again. I felt like I had lost myself in that marriage, and now it was time to rediscover who I really was. I grabbed a piece of paper and started writing—writing about the hopes and dreams I wanted to achieve after all of this. I wante
Sabrina's POVI stared at Nicholas with unstoppable tears, even though his grip was so tight on my shoulder. I didn't understand why he was acting like this, as if our marriage was so precious to him when in every step, I always felt insignificant in his life. I tried to calm myself down, but my anger was getting higher. I wanted to ask him why he did this, why he kept forcing me to stay with him even though I was already unhappy.However, the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat. I was afraid of Nicholas' anger, afraid that my words would only make things worse. I tried to take a deep breath, trying to understand this situation with a cool head.But the feeling of injustice continued to surge in my heart. I never asked to be involved in this marriage, I never asked to marry Nicholas. I was just an ordinary woman who wanted to live happily, without having to be trapped in a relationship full of lies.I wanted to break free from Nicholas' grip, but I was also afraid of the c
Sabrina's POV I stared at Nicholas sharply. "I won't stop. Tomorrow, or the days after, you will continue to find those letters. Until you finally understand that I will not give up just because you refuse to let me go." Nicholas frowned, looking disturbed. I knew, maybe he was not used to seeing me insist like this. But I had made my decision. Every day, I would continue to file for divorce. Every time he tore it up, I would make a new one, until finally he had no choice but to accept it. I looked at him with determination. "I want to live without this pain, Nicholas. If you can't let me go, then be prepared to face my wishes every day, at every opportunity, until I am free." I turned around, walking away from him, even though I knew he was looking at me with an angry and disapproving look. But for the first time, I felt a ray of strength emerging from within me. The strength to fight for my right to happiness. I would continue to file those letters until the day he could no lo
Sabrina's POVI slowly woke up with blurred vision. Bright white light pierced my eyes, making me squint. The familiar antiseptic smell invaded my senses, and I gradually realized that I was in a hospital.My head felt heavy, and my body weak as if all my energy had been drained. I tried to move my hands but could barely manage it. An IV line was attached to the back of my hand, leaving a sting every time I moved.In confusion, I tried to remember how I ended up here. Anxiety began to creep into my mind—what about Charlie? Was he okay?With great effort, I tried to calm myself and recall what had happened. Maybe this was an opportunity to recover, to become stronger again. I had to focus on healing, so I could continue to fight for Charlie.“Sabrina…”That deep voice made me turn, even though my neck felt stiff. There, sitting by my bedside, was Nicholas, looking at me with a worried expression. He looked tired; dark circles under his
Sabrina's POVBut how could I do that if I didn’t even have the right to be near him? Frustration crushed me, making me feel trapped in an unfair situation.I knew the love and care I wanted to give him couldn't just be taken.Suddenly, dizziness struck my head. Everything seemed to spin slowly, making me stagger. I held onto the edge of the table to keep my balance, but the sensation of nausea hit me instantly. I pressed my stomach, trying to suppress it, but it was in vain.I rushed to the bathroom, almost stumbling at the door. Once at the sink, I vomited, expelling everything from my stomach—or rather, almost nothing. I hadn’t eaten since morning, and now my body demanded attention.After a moment, I struggled to stand upright, my breath ragged. The accumulated fatigue and stress made me feel increasingly fragile. With difficulty, I washed my face, trying to return to a better state.Once finished, I looked at my reflection i
Sabrina's POVThat memory haunted my thoughts, making my heart feel heavy. I wanted to erase his pain, to provide the safety he needed. Seeing him distressed made me feel helpless, and I knew I had to do something.With renewed determination, I began planning the steps I could take. Perhaps there was a way to approach Hazel wisely, or seek help from others who could understand my situation. Whatever happened, I couldn't give up on Charlie. He deserved protection and love.I closed my eyes, trying to dispel the shadows, but instead, I remembered the beautiful moments we shared. Like the time we went to the playground, and he laughed joyfully on the swings. Or when he innocently asked, “Mommy Sabrina, why is the sky blue?” As if I had all the answers in the world.Each memory made my heart tremble. His smile, his joyful laughter—everything felt so precious. He brought unexpected happiness into my life, and I couldn't let him go.Yet, those beaut
Sabrina's POV I sat in the living room of my small apartment, looking at the cold cup of tea on the table. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the window, casting soft shadows on the floor, but my mood was far from warm.My mind wandered to various disturbing things. Every second felt heavy, as if there were a burden that couldn't be lifted. Memories of the past swirled in my mind, reminding me of decisions made and paths taken. Although the beauty outside seemed calming, inside me, anxiety and loneliness took over.My mind kept turning, thinking about Charlie. Yesterday afternoon, he sat in front of me, smiling a little while enjoying the pancakes I made. I can even remember his voice when he said, "Mommy Sabrina, this is really delicious." Those words warmed my heart, even though I knew the word "Mommy" he said probably only came from comfort, not because he really thought of me as his mother.This fact creates a mixture of happiness and sa
Hazel's POV Charlie tried to push me away, and somehow that only fueled my anger further. Before I realized it, my hand struck his cheek. The slap wasn’t hard, but enough to make him go silent. His face turned red, and he stared at me with wide eyes. “Don’t you understand?! I am your mother!” I yelled, my voice trembling. Charlie held his cheek, starting to cry again, this time more heartbreakingly. His cries filled the room, making me feel like a villain in my own home. Guilt enveloped me, making me want to reach out and hug him, but I was trapped in my own emotions. Just then, my mother-in-law entered the room. “Hazel! What are you doing?!” she shouted. I flinched, realizing what I had just done. But I was too angry to feel remorse. “He won’t stop, Mom! He keeps calling that woman as if I don’t exist!” My mother-in-law stepped closer, pulling my hand away from Charlie. “You cannot hit him, H
Hazel's POV My mother-in-law nodded slowly, but her eyes still radiated the same determination. “And you are right to think that. You are his mother, Hazel. No one can replace that. Sabrina has no rights over Charlie.”I slammed the glass down on the table, the sound ringing in the room. “Then we have to stop this, Mom. We can’t let Sabrina keep being around Charlie. She’ll just ruin our relationship.”Mom smiled slightly, but there was a sharp tone in her voice when she spoke. “Don’t worry, Hazel. I’m on your side. We’ll make sure that woman can’t get near Charlie anymore.”I looked at her, feeling a spark of confidence beginning to grow within me. Mom’s support made me feel stronger, more ready to face Sabrina.But just then, Charlie’s crying echoed from upstairs again. His sobs of sorrow weighed heavily on my heart, even though I knew I was doing this for his sake.His pain reminded me of how important my presence was in his
Hazel's POV As I pondered, I tried to find a way out of this situation. Charlie needed support, and I couldn’t let my emotions get in the way of helping that child. However, the pain and frustration still haunted my thoughts, making me feel trapped in uncertainty.“You know what annoys me the most, Mom?” I turned to her, who was now standing at the kitchen door, her face full of regret. “It’s not just that you let Charlie run away, but that woman keeps ruining my life!”My mother-in-law didn’t respond, only lowered her gaze, her hands nervously clasped. Her expression showed how heavy the burden she felt was, and it made me hesitate a little. Yet, the anger and frustration bubbling inside me were hard to quell.I felt a mix of emotions—wanting to unleash everything I felt and wanting to give a chance to fix things. Each second that passed strengthened my conviction that I needed to speak, even if it was painful.“From the start, I knew
Hazel's POVI stood outside Charlie's room, breathless, my hands shaking. The sound of his sobs from behind the door pressed down on my mind like an unbearable weight.Each scream and whimper seemed to call to me, inviting deeper anxiety. I knew I should go in and comfort him, but fear and doubt held me back. What could I say to make him feel better?“Charlie, stop!” I shouted sharply, trying to control my anger. But his cries only grew louder, making my head throb.I rubbed my face roughly, then slammed my palm against the door. “I said stop crying, Charlie!”Frustration and despair flooded me. I knew yelling wouldn’t help, but the overwhelming emotions made it hard to think clearly. Each scream from Charlie felt like a knife stabbing, adding to the heavy burden on my shoulders.Yet nothing changed. I could hear his desperate sobs, full of sadness, calling out Sabrina’s name. That name. The name that constantly haunted me, like
Nicholas’s POV Seeing that change in him made my heart heavy. I wanted to see him happy and hoped today could be a special moment for him. I tried to think of a way to cheer him up, ensuring he felt loved and cared for.I took a deep breath, trying to choose the right words. I turned back to look at him. “Mommy Sabrina is resting, sweetheart. She really wishes she could be here, but she needs some time to recover.”Charlie looked at me with wide, hopeful eyes. “Really, Daddy? We’re really going to see Mommy Sabrina?”I smiled and nodded. “Of course. After lunch, we’ll go there.”Joy immediately returned to his face. “Yay!” he cheered, bouncing in his seat, even though he was still strapped in.Sabrina would be waiting for us at home, and I knew Charlie couldn’t wait to see her. That made me even more determined to do my best to keep this relationship intact, no matter how challenging it might be.For Sabrina. For Charli