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2025-01-01 04:24:17Sabrina's POV
These thoughts made it harder for me to swallow my food. Each bite felt like a burden, and this worry blocked my appetite. I wanted to protect Charlie, to tell him he wasn't alone, but right now, I was stuck here, struggling with this unrelenting anxiety.I took a long breath and tried to focus. If I didn't take care of myself, how could I meet Charlie again? How could I be strong for him?With renewed determination, I looked at my meal tray and promised myself to finish it, even though every bite felt like a struggle.Each spoonful I took was a small step toward recovery. I tried to feel the warmth of the soup and chew the whole wheat bread with hope, even though anxiety still lingered in my mind.I knew I had to hold on, not just for myself but for Charlie. He needed support and love, and I was determined to be strong for him. With each bite, I imagined the day we could be together again, and that thought gave me a bit of
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Sabrina's POV After they left, I stood at the stove, replacing Hazel, who had been busy watching the pancakes. I poured the last of the batter into the pan and tidied up the table a bit, cleaning up the milk Charlie had spilled. Deep down, I knew I shouldn't feel disturbed. This was our home. Nicholas and I had opened the door for Hazel, to give her space to heal, not just her body, but her shattered life.But when I saw Charlie call Hazel "Mama Hazel," saw her happy expression, her innocent enthusiasm around her birth mother… a strange feeling crept in.Not jealousy. Not envy. But… worry.I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment, amidst the sweet aroma of pancakes and the lingering glass of milk. I knew it would be a long journey. But for now, I just needed to keep smiling, welcome the day, and keep believing that everything would be okay.The aroma of my freshly brewed coffee filled the dining room as heavy footsteps des
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Sabrina's POV Somehow, this night felt longer than usual. It was as if time had deliberately slowed down, forcing me to face everything I'd been putting off fully feeling. Amidst the settling silence, I began to wonder, would I be ready if, one day, my role were truly taken back?“You’re human, Sabrina,” Nicholas continued. “It’s natural to feel that way. But you also have to remember, we’re all here trying to rebuild something new. Me, you, Charlie… and Hazel.”I lowered my head. “I’m scared. Scared that our relationship will get complicated. Scared that Hazel will take my place. Even though I know that’s not her intention, I’m still scared.”Nicholas pulled me into his embrace. Warm. Strong. But it wasn’t just about my body; it also enveloped my disorganized mind.“Then,” he said softly near my ear, “let me find a solution. I’ll talk to Hazel. We’ll find her a new place to live. Not because you want her to leave, but because she needs her o
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Sabrina's POV I sat in front of the dressing table, slowly combing my hair. Every stroke of the comb felt soothing, though to be honest, my heart was far from calm tonight. In the mirror, I saw my own reflection, droopy eyes, tired lines on my face, and lips that occasionally pursed anxiously.I took a deep breath, letting the cool night air seep in through the slightly open window. The faint scent of jasmine from the backyard wafted in, calming but also leaving a melancholy that was hard to describe. My hands still moved slowly, the wooden comb tracing each strand of hair, as if trying to smooth out the tangles in my head and in my mind.The dressing table lamp reflected a warm glow, but it still couldn't banish the dark shadows in my mind. I paused for a moment, staring into my own eyes in the mirror. There was a look that was familiar, yet strange at the same time—the gaze of someone who held too many secrets and unspoken wounds. Faint sounds could be
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Sabrina's POV It was late at night, but the kitchen still felt warm with the aroma of the chamomile tea I'd just brewed. Steam rose gently from the cup, touching my tired face. The sound of the spoon tapping against the glass echoed softly, blending with the ticking of the wall clock.On the dining table, the dinner plates remained. I'd only just finished washing some of the dishes, but I'd put off the rest. My hands were starting to ache, and honestly, I wanted to sit down for a while."Mom…" a small voice called from the living room.I turned to see Charlie standing in the kitchen doorway. He hadn't changed out of his pajamas, still wearing a slightly oversized dinosaur-print T-shirt and his shorts stained with dinner. He was holding a toy robot that had nearly broken this afternoon because its left wheel had come off."You're still awake?" I asked, trying to sound firm, but I couldn't help but smile.Charlie shook his head, moved
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Sabrina’s POV Hazel chuckled, her face turning slightly red, perhaps from embarrassment or emotion. I walked over and gently held her hand.“Come on, slowly!” I said. “Let me help.”Hazel looked at me for a moment and said nothing, just gave a small nod. Her eyes still held fatigue, but now there was a different light in them—a spark of life returning after so long.We walked into the house, and Charlie had already dashed inside, flinging the door wide open while shouting, “Mom Hazel is home! Mom Hazel is home!”It felt like welcoming someone who had been lost for a long time. And now, she was back in a safe place.I led Hazel to the guest room we had prepared a few days earlier. The room was bright, with a large window overlooking a small garden. Fresh white sheets had been changed that morning, and on the small table beside the bed, Charlie had placed one of his drawings—a family portrait he made himself.“This... feels too fancy for me,” Hazel murmure
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