Soft music filled the air, and laughter floated from one corner of the banquet hall to another. Everything looked perfect—the shining lights, the polished floors, the tables filled with fine food and flowers. Maya stood near the side of the ballroom, trying to catch her breath after a dance with Elias. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her lips curved into a shy smile. She looked beautiful, calm, and confident. Guests had been complimenting her all evening. Many admired the gown she wore—elegant, graceful, unlike anything they had seen before. But even more attention was drawn to the gown Elias’s grandmother wore. The rich color, the smooth fit, and the intricate embroidery had people talking nonstop. More than one woman asked the elderly lady where she got such a stunning dress. Each time, the grandmother smiled proudly and said, “A young designer made it for me. Her name is Maya.” Across the room, Lena stood with a drink in her hand. She was watching Maya closely. Her eyes followed
Maya had spent days carefully finishing the dress for Elias’s grandmother. Every stitch, every fold, and every detail had been done with love and care. When the final fitting was done, Elias’s grandmother stood before the mirror, wearing the custom-made gown. Her eyes sparkled as she turned to look at Maya. “This is perfect,” she said warmly. “It’s been a long time since I felt this beautiful in a dress.” Maya smiled softly. “I’m happy you like it.” “I don’t just like it,” the older woman replied. “I’m truly impressed. You have a gift, Maya.” Elias stood nearby, watching the moment. His grandmother turned to him and said, “Elias, you must bring her to my birthday banquet. I want everyone to see who made this dress.” Elias looked at Maya with a small smile. “Would you come?” Maya hesitated, unsure at first, but then she nodded. “Yes. I’d be honored.” Later that evening, long after Maya had closed up her boutique and returned to her small apartment, there was a quiet knock on he
The drive back from Nurse Clara’s apartment was quiet. Maya sat in the front seat, staring out of the window, but she wasn’t really seeing the road or the passing trees. Her mind was filled with everything the nurse had told them.A star-shaped birthmark. A switch during the night shift. A man who had paid Clara to carry out his orders.Maya pressed her hand to her chest. The ache in her heart was too deep for words.“Are you okay?” Elias asked gently as he drove.Maya shook her head slowly. “No… but I’m trying to be.”Elias didn’t push her to speak. He kept his eyes on the road, giving her the silence she needed.When they reached her apartment, Elias parked outside and turned off the engine. The soft hum of the car stopped, and the silence between them grew heavy.“Do you want me to stay for a while?” he asked.Maya looked at him. His eyes were calm but full of concern.“Yes,” she whispered. “I don’t want to be alone.”They entered the apartment together. Maya sat on the couch while
Elias parked the car near a quiet apartment complex on the edge of the city. He glanced at Maya, who sat quietly beside him, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. Her eyes were fixed on the window, but her mind was far away, racing through a thousand thoughts and fears.“We’re here,” Elias said gently.Maya turned to look at him. “Are you sure it’s her?”He nodded. “Yes. I had someone track her. She worked at the hospital the year your child was born. After she suddenly resigned, she vanished for years. But we finally found her.”Maya’s voice was barely above a whisper. “And you’re sure she was involved?”“She moved to another city under a different name,” Elias said. “She bought a house with cash and started a new life. That kind of money doesn’t come from regular hospital work.”Maya’s heart pounded in her chest. She was scared, but she needed answers. She had lived with doubt and pain for too long.Elias got out of the car and walked around to open the door for her. She stepped ou
Jamie had always been a quiet boy, but there was one thing that brought him real joy—his pet hamster, Chippy. It was small and brown with white patches, and Jamie loved it dearly. Every morning, before going to school, he would feed Chippy and check if the water bottle was full. At night, he sat by its cage, talking softly to it like it was his best friend. Chippy never talked back, of course, but to Jamie, Chippy always listened. It was the one little friend that didn’t argue, didn’t shout, and never made him feel alone.To Jamie, Chippy was more than a pet. He was family.Lena, on the other hand, had never liked the hamster. From the moment she came into the house and saw it, she rolled her eyes at the idea of having “a rodent” in her clean home. Though she pretended to smile when Jamie showed her his hamster’s tricks, the truth was, she found the animal annoying. The cage smelled, the scratching noises irritated her, and she hated how Jamie gave it so much attention. Lena didn’t
Jamie sat in the backseat of the car with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His eyes were red from crying, and he didn’t say a word the whole ride home. Lena was in the front seat, occasionally glancing back at him through the rearview mirror. She had a soft smile on her face, but her hands gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly.When they arrived home, Jamie slammed the car door shut and stomped inside. He threw his backpack onto the couch and marched straight to his room. Lena followed him slowly, still wearing her gentle, motherly mask.“Jamie,” she called softly, “don’t be upset, sweetheart. You did your best.”Jamie spun around, tears filling his eyes again. “But it wasn’t enough! I didn’t win! And it’s all your fault! I told you to be careful with my project!”His voice trembled with anger and hurt. He looked so small, so defeated.Lena blinked at him, still smiling. “Now, now, don’t talk to me like that. I understand you’re upset, but you shouldn’t raise your vo