Her entire body feels a jerk as if she just falls off the plane before her eyes shot open with tears streaming down her face. Her lips quiver and keep looking around, trying to find a certain person. Entirely forgetting about her coming back to the past to fix herself. " Asher! My son!" She stammers, trying to find Asher around. The door opens, allowing Travis to enter the room. His eyes are full of concern and hesitation to approach. " How are you feeling?" He asks in a calm tone. " You... You! Where is my son? Where is my baby? Because of you... Because of her... I lost... I -!" Travis grabs her arms and pulls into a tight hug after seeing her trembling violently. He crushes his hair and mutters, " The Baby is fine. You just cut your thigh that's why you bled." Dawn frowns narrowly when she feels confused. But soon, the realization hits her badly, giving her the news that her pregnancy has been discovered. She has returned to the past and her pregnancy is discovered b
Spring grabs a Chrysanthemum to put in the cup. She likes this tea. As she pours the hot water in the cup, her attention swiftly moves to Freddie who is smoking cigarettes in the balcony. " How is your preparation going?" She asks, stirring the water. Freddie glances at her for a second and then concentrates on smoking, " Fanny said she would enter the house with a different name. Also, she wants to work where your ex-boyfriend lives!" " Why?" She sounds irritated, " Wants to seduce him?" " Mind your language! Fanny is doing whatever she can. Also what's wrong with this? You aren't going back to that bastard and leave me?" Spring Scoffs, " Do you think it's easy to win him back? Travis is a man of pride and ego. He will never accept people like us." " Do you mean that you will fail to seduce him and get rid of your sister?" Spring sneers before sipping the tea, " No. It would have been easier if they had any weaknesses. Like having a child or she being pregnant. You
" What's the next plan?" Mr Holden sends a message as Dawn grabs a tangerine from the fruit basket. She will leave the hospital in the afternoon. Obviously wondering why she is still in the hospital. She grabs the phone, typing the message while her attention goes to her mother-in-law who has been so involved with the medical records. Although three different doctors have checked her. One thing she feels relieved is that the outcome of her tantrums is actually favoring her. Her in-laws blindly trusted her despite they could actually ask for two sides of the story. Also Travis's words feel like sending butterflies in her stomach. But she has zero interest in feeling that butterflies. Because she already experienced how passionate a husband and father he will be until he will stab them from behind like they don't matter. So, all she feels for him is numb and a repeat of his perfect husband and father acting nothing more or less. " I need her to come back home." She writes
Shadow gets lost when there is so much light on its owner. But One sided light can make its existence distinct. Dawn Clinton is an adopted child who has been living as the shadow of her adoptive sister. She has a vague memory of her adoptive sister, Spring Clinton who has been missing for ten years. However, like a blessing, she was married to the richest CEO in the city who was supposed to be her sister's fiancé six years ago. Although she was the replacement for her sister and her husband is yet to accept her fully. After six years of marriage, she can't deny the fact that she has been happier. She couldn't have been happier than she is now. After two years of marriage, she was gifted with an adorable son. Tomorrow he is going to be 4 years old. She can't stop planning the birthday party. However, to add a cherry on top, Dawn now looks at the pregnancy test on her hand. Her face turns red and warm. She can't help but feel excited to see her husband as soon as possible
Exhaustion has taken over her body. She slowly moves herself into the house after searching for a whole day. The searching team has already sent her the negative responses one after one, like stabbing from a knife. Tears have dried out. She has done everything to find her son. She asked the community's CCTV footage and visited the traffic controlling office if they saw anyone or any foreign cars leaving her mansion. However, the response is still negative. As if her son suddenly disappeared from the house like air. The pain in her lower abdomen is like someone punching her stomach. She feels the cramps are getting stronger. But she has no strength to focus on her body. She can't live without her son. She can't live without him at all. Almost crawling back into the house, she sits on the floor right middle of the living room, trying not to cry more..Her consciousness is fighting against her to shut. But she can't lose her mind.. She must find her son anywhere. He is someth
Dawn's eyes slowly shift on Nancy who is looking at her with a firm expression. Her word brings a rush of confusion as she hears her words. " What did you just say?" She asks, her voice cracking. " You told him to hide in the trunk until Young Master returned. You deleted all the video footage from the computer. Don't lie!" " NANCY!!!" Dawn screams, as tears stream down her face, " Don't - Don't dare to say something horrible and cruel like this. When did I tell my son to go there? When? We both searched every single car. We found him nowhere and now you are -!" She collapses on the floor, as the cramps in her stomach get stronger. " You, out of Everyone, accused me of killing my own son?" Dawn shouts her lung out, unable to understand why they are trying to make her a murderer of her own son. " I don't care. I don't care what you all want to say. Just give me my son. My Asher. My Baby!" She crawls back to her husband who is crying as much as she is. But he steps back, not lett
To repay the kindness of her adoptive parents, despite knowing that her sister's fiancé would never love her, she accepted that marriage. Living in foster care, being bullied by others and having no family made her think that she owed them for taking her in. She lived her entire life as the shadow of her adoptive sister, Spring Clinton. She left on her engagement day and never returned. To reserve the place of the wife of Travis so that other women couldn't marry him or take him away from the Clinton family, who thought of him as the door of their fortune, she was ordered to marry him. Dawn thought she would have to act like a good wife and once her sister returned, she would get divorced without any problems. However, from the time being, she accepted her role as a good wife who never complained, argues or demanded anything. She knew her husband didn't love her. She knew she was the shadow of her sister who was always there, looking down on her. But except for loving her, T
- Dawn's POV- Darkness creeps in at the edges of my vision, and I try to fight it, to hold on. But it's like trying to grasp water, slipping through my fingers no matter how hard I try. As I lie here, dying on the floor of the living room, a thousand thoughts race through my mind. My son, my unborn babies. Will they blame me for this cruel outcome of our lives? Will Travis forgive her and have his own family now? I never hated him. But now, thinking of him choosing her over his son's death and his unborn baby, my heart fills with disgust and hatred. I will never forgive him. Never. The pain is fading now, replaced by a numbness that spreads through my limbs. It's almost peaceful, in a way. A release from the constant ache of a life spent in the shadows. A release from the painful fate. Freedom to be with my son. And then, there is nothing. For a moment, it's like I'm floating in darkness, weightless, alone. I think this is the end, that everything will simply fade away. B