MasukCHAPTER 31 — New Walls, New BeginningsBack in her kitchen, Mary sat quietly, tears slipping down her cheeks. She clutched a folded piece of paper, her hands trembling. The chance to see Sarah, to finally reconcile or at least explain herself, seemed futile. Four years had passed, and now the trail had grown cold. The orphanage where she had left her baby had long since burned down. Every lead she thought she had ended in disappointment.Her husband stepped into the kitchen, pausing at the sight of her teary eyes. “Mary… what’s wrong? Are you okay?”Mary quickly wiped her tears and forced a small smile. “Oh… I’m fine. Just… cutting onions,” she said, though the table was bare of any onions.Her husband furrowed his brow. “Cutting onions?” he repeated, suspicion flickering across his face. For the first time, he wondered if Mary was hiding something — a memory, a secret, or perhaps some old guilt.He softened his tone. “Honey, if anything is bothering you, don’t hesitate to share. Reme
CHAPTER 30 — A New BeginningLater that afternoon, after the chaos of the eviction and the move to James’s mansion, he drove Sarah and Tommy to pick up the boy from school. The air in the car was quiet at first, filled with the soft hum of the engine and the lingering tension from the day.Sarah turned toward James, her voice trembling slightly. “I don’t even know how to thank you enough, James. Today… you saved us. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”James glanced at her, keeping his focus on the road. “You don’t have to thank me. I just made sure you and Tommy were safe. That’s all that matters.”Sarah nodded slowly, her hands folded in her lap. “As soon as I get a new job, I’ll find a place of our own. We won’t have to trouble you anymore.”James shook his head firmly. “No. You’re not leaving because of me. You can stay for as long as you need. No one will chase you out. This is your home now — at least until you’re ready to move on.”Sarah stared quietly out the wind
CHAPTER 29 — The EvictionSarah Benson’s heart raced as she turned the key in the lock. She expected a quiet evening — just her and Tommy, perhaps some dinner, maybe a short nap before bedtime. But the moment she stepped onto the front porch, her pulse hit an all-time high.A black luxury sedan sat parked too deliberately in front of her door. Its windows were tinted, hiding whoever sat inside. Something about it felt… wrong.Before she could react, the front door opened, and a tall man stepped out, his expression unreadable. In his hand was a crisp white envelope.“Good evening, ma’am,” he said formally. “You have one hour to vacate this property.”Sarah froze. “What? How? This can’t be…”“The house has been sold,” he said without flinching. “The new landlady wants you out. Immediately.”“My tenancy agreement hasn’t expired yet!” Sarah protested, her voice rising. “You can’t do this!”“Orders, ma’am,” he replied simply. “Either you pack your belongings and leave now, or we enforce it
CHAPTER 28 — When Paths Begin to CrossThe door to the manager’s office closed softly.The new manager leaned back in his leather chair, his lips curling into a satisfied smile as he picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.“Hello,” Janice’s voice answered, sharp and impatient.“It’s done,” he said calmly. “She’s gone.”A short pause followed — then a low, pleased chuckle.“Good,” Janice replied. “Very good.”“As instructed,” the manager continued, “she was dismissed publicly. No resistance from staff. They were too afraid to speak.”Janice exhaled slowly, savoring the moment. “Perfect.”He hesitated briefly. “What’s next?”Janice’s voice dropped, dark and venomous. “Now I want her address. I need to know where she lives.”The man nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “I’ll get it for you.”“Good,” Janice said coldly. “Because before I’m through with her… Sarah Benson will regret ever being born.”The call ended.The manager stared at the blank screen for a moment, unease
CHAPTER 27 — Back to Work, Back to PainThe morning sunlight streamed through the windows as Sarah Benson kissed Tommy goodbye at the front door.“Be good today, sweetheart,” she said softly, smoothing his hair. “Learn a lot. And be kind to everyone.”“I will, Mommy,” Tommy replied cheerfully. “Don’t worry about me.”She watched him walk down the street toward the school bus, a mixture of pride and anxiety twisting in her chest. After a month spent at the hospital, after long nights watching over her son, Sarah was finally returning to work. A small part of her had feared this moment — worried about balancing work and motherhood again — but the need for normalcy outweighed her fears.The drive to the office felt strange. The city hummed around her, yet she felt exposed, almost fragile. Stepping out of the car, she took a deep breath, bracing herself.Inside the office, colleagues immediately noticed her return. Faces lit up with smiles, and several rushed over.“Sarah! You’re back!” o
CHAPTER 26 — Fractures Beneath the CalmThe hospital felt strangely quiet without Tommy’s laughter.James noticed it the moment he stepped into his office that morning. The corridors were the same. The nurses moved at the same pace. The charts waited on the same desks. Yet something was missing — something warm, something human.He sat behind his desk and stared at his computer screen, but the words blurred together.For weeks, his world had revolved around a small boy with a brave smile and a woman who never left his side. Now they were gone. Discharged. Healing. Living.And James felt empty.He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.He had done the right thing. He knew that. Donating had been the right choice. Saving a child’s life should have brought peace.So why did his chest feel so heavy?His phone buzzed on the desk.A reminder for lunch.James ignored it.He kept seeing Sarah’s face — the way she thanked him over and over, as if words could repay a life. The way she he







