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 aware of my shock, my mother-in-law approached me with a furious look and raging anger. "Oh, this is who you are, huh?! You're being lazy at home while my grandson is crying alone, waiting for you in front of the school!" "Mom, I can explain... I'm not being lazy at home; I'm sick." "Excuses!" Hazel replied with a sarcastic expression. "If you're not good at taking care of Charlie, you should just say so! Not like this to my son!" I shook my head, not having much energy to defend myself. "Hazel, it's not like that. I really wasn't lying. I fell asleep after taking the medicine and—" "You said you fell asleep?!" my mother-in-law shouted, pushing me by the shoulder to get me away from Charlie. "Could it be that all this time you've been treating my son badly because Charlie is just your stepson?!" Hazel accused angrily. I tried to continue to deny all the accusations from the two women in front of me, insisting that what they said was not true. But not with Charlie, who was still crying and reaching out his hand to ask me to carry him. However, my mother-in-law and Hazel continued to hold the little boy back. "Mommy... Huwaa, Charlie wants to come with Mommy!" Charlie shouted, looking at me as if asking for help. "Don't give in, Hazel! Charlie is your son! She's just an ungrateful stepmother!" my mother-in-law accused me. My tears could not be held back. I really felt cornered. Then I heard the sound of a car horn in front of the house. From outside, Nicholas appeared, walking into the house. His sharp black irises stared at them one by one. "What's going on here?" Nicholas asked. His voice sounded cold and intimidating, making me immediately wipe the tears from my cheeks. Hazel approached Nicholas with Charlie crying in her arms. Her angry face had now changed to a sad and disappointed expression. "Nicholas, I never thought your wife would treat my son like this! Is it because Charlie is her stepson that she acts as she pleases?!" the woman screamed, suddenly sobbing as if her heart had just been broken. Nicholas looked at me, who was looking down with a trembling body. Nicholas still didn't know what had really happened between them. "Sabrina," Nicholas called, as if asking for an explanation. "Your wife neglected Charlie at school! She was busy sleeping at home! Imagine if Charlie had been kidnapped by bad people! Who would be responsible?!" my mother-in-law snapped, venting her anger. "If it weren't for me and your mother, how many more hours would Charlie have waited for him, Nicholas? Our son waited for that woman in front of the school gate alone for three hours. Can you imagine how scared our son was?" Hazel snapped sadly. Hearing their complaints, Nicholas's expression hardened. His eyes were wide open at me, who didn't say anything except for my faint sobs. "Is that true, Sabrina?" Nicholas asked with a clearly tightened jawline. I stared at Nicholas with a pair of watery eyes. I approached and grabbed my husband's hand. "It's not like what they said, Nicholas. I-I'm not feeling well... I fell asleep after I took the medicine. For God's sake, I'm not lying—" "Not lying how?! When we arrived here, you looked fine!" my mother-in-law interrupted angrily. "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes too! If you really don't like Charlie, don't treat my son like this, Sabrina!" Hazel said, tears streaming down her face. Nicholas pushed my hand away until my thin body staggered back. His face looked scary, his jawline tensed with clenched fists. "Is everything they said true? You neglected my son?!" My body jerked; I lowered my head, covering my mouth and holding back sobs. "I'm really sick, Nicholas... I never lied to you. What they said is not true! I can't be that cruel to our child," I explained, trying to defend myself. "Our child, our child! Charlie is Hazel and Nicholas's child, not yours!" my mother-in-law shouted in response. "Let me take care of Charlie if you can't, Sabrina. Don't treat a child like this; my child doesn't know anything!" Hazel sobbed, still making up stories and acting. Nicholas grabbed my shoulders tightly and stared at me with deep annoyance. "I didn't expect what you did, Sabrina!" Nicholas hissed. My voice choked. "Nicholas..." Nicholas immediately pulled away. He then looked at Hazel and her mother. "Take Charlie with you," he said coldly. The two women seemed satisfied with Nicholas's decision and then walked out after giving me a cynical smile. I noticed Charlie screaming at me as if asking for my help. There were only Nicholas and me left. My cries slowly subsided. The fact that this man didn't believe me at all, even though I had told the truth, made me feel sad. "I'm sorry," I said softly and sadly. "I just hope you believe that I love Charlie very much, like my own child." Nicholas, who was standing with his back to me, glanced at me sharply with thin lips. The anger that was so obvious from Nicholas made me afraid. I knew Nicholas loved Charlie more than anything, and the statement that cornered me certainly made Nicholas very angry with me. "After you neglected Charlie today?!" Nicholas snapped. "You've crossed the line, Sabrina Nathalia!" After saying that with full force, Nicholas walked away without wanting to listen to all the honest reasons from his wife. I felt unable to support my body. I sat on the floor with my breath rising and falling. My chest was tight. My tears felt dry, so I continued crying. I covered my face and suppressed the sadness within me. "I can't take it anymore, oh God..." I squeezed my dress while kneeling on the floor. "I can't maintain this marriage anymore!”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 POV “You really would separate me from Charlie, just because I want to be free from this meaningless marriage?” My voice grew softer, full of hurt. “I’ve given you everything, and this is what you get in return?”Nicholas just laughed sarcastically. “Free? Do you think it’s that easy, Sabrina? As long as I still want this, our marriage will never end. And Charlie, he’s my son. You have no right to him.”I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I held them back, not wanting to appear weak in front of him. “Charlie may not be my biological son, Nicholas, but I have always treated him like my own. But you, you have used him as a weapon against my desire to live in peace.”Nicholas just snorted, then stood up from the chair with a rough movement. “If you think I will change my mind just because of your whiny feelings, you are very wrong.” He stared at me coldly, as if I was just someone insignificant.“Do whatever you want, Sabrina. But remember, I will always win.” With those
Sabrina's POV My steps stopped when I heard the little voice that I had missed so much."Mom!"I turned around slowly, almost in disbelief. There, Charlie stood with his innocent face, his eyes sparkling as he stared at me. Unconsciously, my tears flowed even faster. When he started running towards me, I spread my arms wide, waiting with a heart filled with warmth that I couldn't describe with words.As soon as I reached his arms, Charlie immediately hugged me tightly, as if afraid that I would disappear. I returned his hug with all my heart, feeling his warm and soft little body on my chest, covering all the sadness that I had been holding in. In his arms, I felt whole again.We both fell silent for a moment, enjoying the moment of togetherness that we had been waiting for so long. My heart was filled with gratitude and love that flowed so heavily. After being separated for so long, we were finally reunited.From this incident, I learned that a mother's love can never be replaced by
Sabrina's POV "Forgive me, Charlie..." I whispered, my voice almost lost by my own tears. I could only watch Hazel drag Charlie who continued to cry in pain. My son was still struggling, his little hands reaching out towards me, while his cries begged me to take him. "Mom! Please! Don't leave me, Mom!"I could no longer hold back my tears. My body felt weak, but I couldn't do anything. Hazel finally managed to get Charlie into her car. Charlie was still kicking the car door, his face full of tears and panic. But Hazel quickly closed the door and ignored his cries.I could only watch the car move away, carrying my son who was still screaming for me. The car drove further away, leaving Charlie's little shadow struggling inside.When the sound of his cries disappeared from my hearing, my whole body felt empty. It felt like I had lost a part of myself. I fell to my knees, covering my mouth with both hands to hold back the sound of sobbing so deeply and painfully.Silently, I could onl
Sabrina's POV I tried to hold myself up by holding onto the sink, but the world began to spin faster. Suddenly my body felt so weak and light, that my grip on the sink slowly slipped. My eyes began to blur, my vision blurred, and I collapsed to the bathroom floor, unable to catch myself. As I fell, my hand accidentally knocked over several bottles of skincare that were arranged on a small shelf next to the sink. One by one the bottles fell, producing a faint sound of breaking glass that reached my increasingly indistinct ears.Instantly, the room was silent. I lay weakly on the cold floor, with the faint scent of skincare and blood mixed in the air. Only silence enveloped me as my body felt like it was sinking into darkness, leaving all the suffocating pain behind the bathroom door. In the silence that enveloped me, I felt my head and body start to feel light. Darkness filled my vision, making me feel even more isolated from the outside world. The
Sabrina's POVNicholas tried to approach, his hand reaching out to stop my hand from reaching for another vase on the table. However, I slammed it away with an uncontrollable rage.Nicholas was shocked, his eyes widening at my reaction. He stepped back for a moment, as I picked up a light blue vase made of fine ceramic. The atmosphere in the room was tense as if time had stopped for a moment."Do you really want to do this?" his voice trembled, a mixture of worry and frustration. He knew how valuable the items on the table were, but to me, at that moment they all seemed insignificant compared to the emotions surging inside me."None of this means anything!" I shouted, still holding the vase tightly. "You don't understand how it feels when everything I've built is destroyed in an instant."Nicholas bit his lip, trying to hold back his anger and disappointment. He tried to calm the situation, but increasingly, my emotions took over me. "Let it go! Let it all be destroyed!" I threw the v
Sabrina’s POV That night the hospital room felt different. It was no longer silent and frightening like the previous nights when I could only sit and stare at Nicholas, unconscious, with the fear of losing him. Now, Charlie's small laughter filled the room, and Nicholas's smile, though weak, began to return to his face.Charlie sat beside me, cheerful and full of energy despite the situation. He held his father's hand, as if wanting to convey all the love and longing that had been pent up. “Daddy, I missed you!” he exclaimed, his face shining with happiness.Nicholas looked at our child with eyes that were starting to come alive again. “I missed you too, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice still hoarse, but there was warmth in it. Seeing that interaction filled my heart with gratitude and hope.The atmosphere in the room now felt warm, filled with laughter and love. Charlie began to tell stories about everything that had happened while Nicholas wa
Sabrina’s POV That… should have been me there. I should have been the one carrying Charlie when he entered the room, sitting him on the bed, witnessing this touching reunion between father and son. But I stood behind the door, like an uninvited guest in my own family.I finally took a deep breath, holding back my emotions, and then stepped inside slowly. “I’m glad you’re awake,” I said softly, looking at Nicholas. He turned, momentarily surprised. “Sabrina…” Charlie waved at me from the bed. “Mom! Daddy is awake!” I smiled at Charlie and gently stroked his head. “Yes, sweetheart, Mom sees.” Hazel stepped back a bit to give us space, and I stared intently at Nicholas. His face was still pale, his body still weak, but he was alive. He was back with us. And that was the only thing I wanted to hold onto right now.But on the other hand… I couldn’t lie. There was a part of me that began to wonder about Hazel’s position in all this
Sabrina’s POV I walked alongside the stretcher carrying Nicholas, my feelings a mix of relief, emotion, and gratitude. It felt as if the heavy burden that had weighed down my chest was slowly being lifted.Each step felt lighter, and I couldn't help but smile. Seeing him receive the care he needed, I felt hope beginning to grow in my heart. “We will get through this together,” I whispered, even though he couldn't hear me.In the regular ward, Nicholas still looked weak, but his awareness was clearly returning. He looked at me with slightly brightened eyes and tried to smile, though it was very small and faint. Every second we spent together felt incredibly precious.“Am I in the hospital?” he asked in a hoarse voice.I nodded, holding back tears. “You had an accident. But now you’re safe.” Hearing his voice, though weak, gave me new hope.He looked deeply into my eyes, as if trying to understand everything that had happened
Sabrina’s POV I sat in the corner of the ICU room, still holding Nicholas's cold and weak hand. His body looked so calm, too calm for someone who usually couldn't sit still for even a moment. The medical equipment continued to beep in the same rhythm, the only evidence that he was still holding on to this world. My heart broke seeing him like this. Each beep of the machine seemed to emphasize how fragile life is. I wanted to scream, to shake him awake, but I knew that was impossible. There was only suffocating silence. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I recalled all the beautiful memories we shared. His sweet smile, the laughter that always warmed my heart, and all the precious moments with Charlie. Now, all of that felt distant. There was only sadness and dwindling hope. I whispered his name, hoping my voice could reach his soul. "Nicholas, I'm here. Please don't leave me." My voice trembled, filled with uncertainty. I wa
Hazel's POV The morning sunlight filtered through the window curtains and touched my cheek. I slowly woke up, my body still stiff from sleeping on the carpeted floor all night. As my vision began to focus, I looked down and found Charlie still asleep in my lap, his little face looking peaceful, his breathing steady.Suddenly, I felt calm… and guilty. Last night, I almost lost control. I wanted to force my presence in Charlie’s life, to prove that I could be a part of his family. But it seemed that a little child didn’t need proof. What he needed was warmth, attention… and people who made him feel safe.My hand moved slowly to stroke his hair. “I’m sorry, sweetheart… Mommy Hazel is still learning,” I whispered softly.I sat there for quite a while, watching him. A part of me wanted to hold him in this embrace forever. But I also knew this wasn’t the complete home he remembered. There was no warm bed he used to share with both his parent
Hazel's POV The story took us to a world full of adventure and wonder. In moments like this, I felt stronger, and I knew that the love we shared could overcome many things.When the story finished, Charlie yawned and rested his head on my shoulder. “I love you, Mommy,” he said softly.“I love you too, sweetie,” I replied, feeling a deep emotion. “Now wait a moment! Mommy will cook for you.”Charlie simply nodded.I walked back to the kitchen, cutting vegetables slowly, trying to recall all the recipes I used to make. It had been a long time since I cooked for anyone. Usually, I just ate whatever or ordered takeout. But tonight was different. Tonight, Charlie was with me.Every slice of vegetable reminded me of the beautiful moments we shared cooking together at home. The sounds of laughter and little stories flowed as we both tried to make simple dishes. Now, with Charlie beside me, I wanted to recreate that atmosphere.
Hazel's POVI held Charlie tightly as we left the hospital. My steps were slow, careful not to wake the child who was still leaning on my shoulder, his eyes half-closed from exhaustion and overwhelming emotions. The night air felt humid and cold, but somehow, Charlie’s small embrace warmed my heart.Each step felt heavy, reflecting the burden in my mind. Nicholas was in a coma, and everything at stake—I couldn’t stop thinking about how his fate would affect us all.“Mommy Hazel?” Charlie’s soft voice broke the silence. “Will Daddy be okay?”My heart felt squeezed. “I hope so, sweetie. We all hope so,” I replied, trying to sound optimistic.He nodded slowly, but his face showed doubt. “We can take him home, right? So he’s not alone?”Tears almost fell down my cheeks. “We will do our best, Charlie. We’re always here for him.”As we continued our journey, my thoughts returned to Andrian and everything he had said.
Hazel's POV I looked toward the ICU room, where the man who once was so close to me now fought between life and death. Then my eyes met Sabrina’s. There were no words, just a gaze full of pain and accusation. And I couldn’t defend myself. Because much of it... was true. I still held Charlie tightly, trying to hold back the tears that kept welling in my eyes. That small body shivered in my embrace, filled with worries he shouldn’t have to feel at such a young age. I wanted to say that everything would be okay, but I wasn’t sure about that myself.Slow footsteps approached. I didn’t need to turn around to know who was standing in front of me now.“Hazel, how did you know Nicholas was here?” Sabrina’s voice was soft yet sharp. Cold. And very measured.I swallowed hard. It felt like a heavy stone was lodged in my throat. I didn’t know how to answer her. I couldn’t say that I heard everything from Andrian. I couldn’t admit that most
Hazel's POV Andrian looked at me, his eyes showing firmness. “Sometimes, we have to make tough decisions. This isn’t just about us, it’s about survival.”I felt tears welling in my eyes. “But what’s the price we have to pay? I can’t sacrifice others just to get what I want.”Andrian gave a thin smile. “Congratulations, Hazel. Now your path to getting Charlie is wide open. Sabrina won’t be able to keep custody with all of this happening to her.”SLAP! My hand flew to his cheek before I could think twice. The sound of the slap echoed in my room. Andrian fell silent. I trembled, unsure how I could have done that. But one thing was certain, I couldn’t let him speak any further. “You’re really evil…” my voice trembled with anger and shock. “This—this isn’t a solution, Andrian. This is a disaster. This… is the destruction of someone’s life!” He didn’t respond. His gaze was cold, perhaps even a little mocking. I glared at him before turning