**Gabrielle's Point of View**Justine is coming home today, riding in a wheelchair. He’s not completely healed yet, but I know he prefers to recover alongside his brother, Dustine. Dustine couldn’t visit him in the hospital because of school and to avoid the illnesses associated with being there.From a distance, I could see the guards assisting them inside. While they were busy, a familiar face walked in—Kristine. She immediately grabbed Yumi's hair as she was helping Justine.“You’re shameless!” Kristine shouted. I was getting closer to their position, and I could hear her yell.“Aaaaahhh!!” Eumerriah screamed in pain, and the kids saw it happen. She quickly signaled Shaira to take the children upstairs, which Shaira promptly did.“Kristine!!” I shouted.“Oh! Your knight in shining armor!” Kristine responded sarcastically.“Let’s go home!” I said, grabbing Kristine’s hand.“Let’s go home!” I repeated, angrily pulling Kristine’s hand. I couldn’t let this situation get any worse, espe
Gabrielle's Point of ViewI stared out the window of my office, memories of being with Kimberly playing in my mind. With every smile, every time she called me "Papa," I felt like I was a part of her life. I didn't need to know that she wasn't my biological child because, in my heart, she was the daughter meant for me. But now, I have to face the truth. I can't hide behind a lie forever. Most importantly, I can't allow Kristine to continue disrupting the lives of those I love.I paused my thoughts and looked at the paper on my desk—the divorce papers. I’ve thought about this for a long time, and now I know it's time to end this. I need to do this, not just for myself, but for Kimberly. If I don't, we'll continue to be trapped in a fake family, constantly hurting.As Kristine and I sat quietly at the dinner table, I could feel the tension hanging between us. I knew I had to do this, and there was no better time than now. Kimberly was at school, and this was the only opportunity we had t
Eumerriah's Point of ViewI was utterly exhausted as I arrived home, pushing Justine in a wheelchair. I knew he wasn’t fully healed yet, but the joy on his face when he found out that he’d finally be with his brother, Dustine, again was enough to ease my worries. I just wanted to rest and start a peaceful life again with my children. But as soon as we entered the house, everything suddenly turned chaotic.From a distance, I saw Kristine, the woman I had dreaded meeting after everything Gabrielle had told me about their complicated relationship. Without warning, she grabbed my hair, and before I could even react, she screamed, “You witch!” I didn’t know where I would gather the strength, but I felt that I couldn’t back down. I saw the children, especially Justine, who was shocked and terrified. I couldn’t let them be hurt by this mess."Ahhh!!" I screamed as I felt the painful tug of Kristine on my hair. I wanted to fight back, but I hesitated. Not because I was afraid of hurting her,
Eumerriah's Point of ViewAs I descended the stairs of the studio, I immediately heard the noise of people. Everyone was busy preparing for the photoshoot. The clothes I would wear were already backstage, the makeup artist was ready, and even the photographer was standing in front of the set, adjusting the lights. From the corner of my eye, I saw Shaira standing at the side, holding a tablet while keeping an eye on Justine, who was engrossed in his video game. I remembered how she stayed by Justine's side ever since that incident. After seeing the fear in Justine's eyes, I never asked what exactly happened. I couldn’t bear to bring back the pain he felt back then.As a mother, I chose to focus on Justine’s healing. He hasn’t gone back to school yet; instead, we opted for homeschooling while he recovers. I know he gets bored sometimes, so we let him play video games whenever he’s done with his schoolwork. At least, I know he’s happy, even if he’s not fully healed yet.I was in the midd
It was a cold morning, and the sun seemed to bring hope back to us. Today, finally, Justine was home from the hospital. I sat in front of the house, watching the children play. Justine and Dustine were busy with their toys. Shaira, who was taking care of them, smiled as she watched the children.Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door to see who had arrived. When I opened it, I saw Paul standing there, his face full of worry and fear.I opened the door, and there was Paul, my long-time friend, standing at the entrance of my house. The morning was light, but he seemed to carry a heavy burden. We hadn't seen each other for a long time, and I could feel the distance between us in the way he stood outside."Paul," I greeted him, my voice full of uncertainty. "What do you need?""Good day, Eumerriah. Can we talk?" he replied, his tone filled with concern and worry. "I have something important to tell you.""Come in," I said, stepping aside to let him in. "What happened?"We
Serenity's Point of ViewI never expected Gabrielle to come back into my life. It’s been a long time since we last saw each other, and so much has happened between us. Yet now, it seems he’s slowly finding ways to reenter my life, even though we don’t share the same roof.It all started with small things. Sometimes, I’d suddenly receive a message from him. They were simple questions like, "How is Justine?" or "Don’t work too hard; you need rest, too." These messages were straightforward, but I couldn’t help but feel a strange warmth in my chest whenever I read them. I never expected to get such messages from Gabrielle, especially since we haven’t been together for a long time.Justine often asks about Gabrielle as well. I know the child struggles to understand our situation, so I just tell him, "He cares about you." But every time I say that, I feel a pang in my heart. Why does Gabrielle still care? What’s the reason?Whenever Gabrielle visits to see Justine, he always brings the chil
Gabrielle's Point of ViewI don’t know how I managed to leave everything behind. Sometimes, it feels like all of this is just a dream—the life I left, the family I destroyed. But this is the reality I created for myself, and with each passing day, it becomes clearer how big a mistake I made.Kristine, the woman I spent so many years with, the mother of my daughter, Kimberly. We built a family together, a family I once dreamed would be happy and whole until the end. But now, that’s gone. And it's my fault.It all started when Eumerriah came back into my life. I never expected to see her again, never thought I’d feel the emotions I had long buried. I thought everything between us was over. I thought I could forget her and move on with my life with Kristine and Kimberly. But when I saw Eumerriah, all those feelings suddenly came rushing back—feelings I never thought would resurface.That’s when my confusion began. I no longer knew what was real or what should be. I started looking for wa
Eumerriah's Point of View I woke up feeling the sun's heat painfully striking my skin. Slowly, I lifted my body from the bed and realized I wasn't wearing anything, chilled by the cold against my skin. Despite a slight headache, I managed to open my still blurry eyes, rubbing my head and stretching. I want to cover my naked body but there's something heavy weighed on the comforter i tried to pull. With my eyes half-closed, I fumbled with one hand while reaching for the blanket with the other. To my surprise, what I touched wasn't the blanket but something hard. Instantly awake, I fully ope ned my eyes to see what it was beside me. "Oh my god! Who are you? What are you doing here?" I shouted, realizing this wasn't my boyfriend. That time i also realize that i'm not in my own room. I rush myself to get out of the bed, but I winced as a sharp pain shot through my abdomen. I look at the man next to me, still deeply asleep, unaffected by my loud outburst. Unsure of what to say or do