LOGINElla’s POV After one year. One year had passed since that bad day in our lives. We were happy again. The incident had already faded from our minds. It was time to move on from the past, we had so much to focus on for the future. My mother had completely recovered. She was now able to use both her legs without any problem. She was so happy with her current condition. Things between her and Dad were fine now. They had gone back to being the loving couple they once were, and I was so proud of them. At last, my mom was happy with Dad. They were even planning to renew their vows. “I just want a small wedding,” Mom said once, and Dad was planning to go with her wish. My daughter, Laura, had completely recovered from the shock of that day. She had resumed school, and she was doing so well in her studies. I was so proud of her. She was a strong girl, and I felt blessed to have her as my daughter. Luca and I were also still together. Now we saw each other all the time. I was so happy with
Ella’s POV Seeing my daughter in that situation made me feel so weak. I asked myself so many questions. Why was my daughter going through so much? It wasn’t fair to her. Right now, I was embracing my daughter tightly. She was crying so hard, and I just wanted to calm her down. She had witnessed another murder right in front of her when the police shot Sarah. The police were now taking Sarah’s dead body to the morgue. My dad and mom were standing there, staring in disbelief. In such a short time, the whole party had been ruined. Luca was there too, holding my hand. His support made me feel safe and loved. “Let us go and sit down, love. You have been standing for a long time now. Your feet must be tired already. Laura, baby, let me carry you please,” Luca said after the police left with Sarah’s body. “Yes, baby. Let us go. I am already exhausted,” I said, and he carried Laura as he guided us toward my parents. “Mom, Dad… why is this always happening?” I asked as I embraced them, te
Sarah’s POV After leaving Clara’s home, I decided to stay on the streets. I looked miserable, by the way. If I went to the club, no man would even look at me. I didn’t look attractive at all. My body curves were gone, all because of prison food. Since I hated eating in prison, my beautiful body disappeared, and now I looked completely emaciated. The streets were so cold, especially at night. In the two days I had slept here, I slept hungry. There was no food, and people refused to give me any money. I hated my life so much. I wished I had never escaped prison. I thought life would be easy after escaping, but it was even tougher than being inside. Today, when I woke up, I saw a commotion among the people on the streets. It seemed like they were going somewhere important. Curious, I decided to ask them. “There is a party today at some rich family’s house. They will cook a lot of food, and we will get some leftovers after the party,” one of them answered. “Can you take me with you, p
Ella’s POV Everything was ready, the food, the drinks, the decorations. Our house looked beautiful, prepared to celebrate my parents’ reunion. I was so happy today. All I had ever wanted was to see my parents together again. At last, their happiness had returned, and I could no longer hide the joy inside me. I climbed upstairs to help my mom get dressed. It was still early, and guests had not yet started to arrive. But I knew that in a short while, people would begin coming to celebrate with us. “Mom, can I come in?” I asked, knocking on her door. “Yes, dear, please come in. I need your help with this dress. I can’t wear it on my own,” she said. She was clearly happy to see me. Her leg was still bandaged. “How are you feeling today, Mom? It is your big day. You’re finally announcing your reunion with Dad. It’s such a special moment,” I told her. “I feel so alive, baby. Words can’t express how happy I am. Your dad finally came back to me. I thought he would never love me again, b
Sarah’s POV “Where do you want me to drop you?” the man asked. His voice sounded distant. I had already started dozing off in his beautiful car. My body was exhausted from walking for so long, and hunger clawed painfully at my stomach. I didn’t even have a single coin on me, no hotel would accept me like this. I had nowhere to go. “Just drop me here, please,” I said softly. He stopped the car immediately. “Are you sure you can continue from here? You look weak and tired,” he said, concern in his voice. “Yes, I can continue. Thank you so much. I appreciate your generosity,” I told him as I pushed the door open and stepped out. A moment later, he drove away, leaving me standing alone on the roadside. I looked around, lost and unsure. My legs felt like they would give up on me any second. I needed somewhere, anywhere, to rest before I collapsed. “Clara,” I murmured to myself. “She won’t refuse me, I will go to her house and beg her to let me stay for just a few days.” Clara was th
Sarah’s POV I wake up feeling a little better, though weakness still clings to my body like a shadow. My stomach growls angrily, reminding me that I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. The rumbling is so loud it almost hurts. If I don’t find something soon, I might actually starve. My arm feels a bit better now, still sore, but nothing like the sharp pain I felt yesterday. Slowly, carefully, I push myself up from the hard floor. My head spins for a moment, but I steady myself and decide to look around the house again. Maybe, just maybe, I will find something to fill my empty stomach. I manage to locate an old box that looked like a fridge tucked in a corner, dusty and humming faintly as if it has been asleep for decades. I pull the door open, praying for a miracle. Inside, I find only two cans of soda. That’s it. It looks like whoever lived here abandoned this place in a rush. Maybe she got tired of living in such conditions, no electricity, no water, no comfort. I don’t even k







