MasukI discovered two things after being diagnosed with a brain tumor. I was first on what appeared to be a fake marriage certificate with Julian Fitzgerald. I had raised my son for six years, and he was already aware of it. In fact, he wanted his mother to be someone else. It was then that I realised my life was just a hoax. Seven years of not being in touch with my family, keeping myself solitary and making sacrifices but it was all just plain cruel. So, I did three things. The husband and son who had betrayed me, I went missing. In preparation for our seventh wedding anniversary, I called off the romantic dinner reservation made a month ago. Besides my participation in several health-related group discussions, I also left my son's kindergarten parent groups. These groups were all designed to improve the well-being of my husband and son. My second action was to contact my physician and request a stress evaluation. I requested a special prescription to prevent any complications that might arise during my international travel. The third person I contacted was my older sister, whom she had not been in touch with for seven years. My words were, "To marry in a place where I don't belong to my family is just miserable."
Lihat lebih banyakJulian's POV Then, I turned my gaze to Vivienne. She was still perched there, looking tiny in a bit too big sweater. Her face was light, but there was a peace I couldn’t really say why."I won't take long," I said again, for some reason feeling the need to say it again.Vivienne nodded. “Be careful on the road.”I grabbed my car key but before I left, my feet stopped at the door.I turned back.They were still there. Maximilian had begun to tell a tale with excitement, while Vivienne listened with a gentle smile.That sight held me in place.If only life could be this simple.If only I didn’t need to worry about all the stuff outside this flat.If just there was no Ophelia, no meddling, no picks that had to be done.I swallowed, then opened the door.“I’m heading out,” I said.“Bye, Dad!” Maximilian called.Vivienne just lifted her hand a bit, grinning softly.
Julian'S POV That morning felt really calm.I stood in the living room watching Vivienne and Maximilian sitting close on the sofa. Maximilian was busy looking at his phone smiling at photos from earlier. Vivienne just smiled softly even though I knew she wasn’t fully recovered yet.There was something in my chest that felt warm and tight at the time.I couldn’t just sit here. Do nothing.Vivienne needed food. Not just instant. Whatever was around. After chemotherapy her body needed something that could really help not something to fill her stomach.“I looked toward the kitchen. It was still neat – too neat for a place that should feel alive with family routines. There was no smell of cooking, the faint smell of last night’s porridge. No sound of utensils being used. Everything felt temporary. Like we were just passing through a moment that didn’t really belong to us.My gaze went back to Vivienne. She leaned back on the sofa
Vivienne's POVJulian finally looked away, his fingers still holding mine though not as tight as before. He was like someone who was scared. Too tired to keep fighting what was real.Time seemed to slow down.I could feel my energy going away. Even talking a little had made my breathing harder.I moved a bit on the sofa trying to find a spot though nothing felt right when I was feeling this way.Julian did not let go of my hand.For some reason I did not want him to.A few seconds went by in silence. Then Julian spoke in a voice that was barely loud enough to hear.Julian put his head down, his fingers holding my hand tight. "I do not want to lose you," he said quietly.My heart felt sad. Part of me wanted to say he already lost me a time ago when he went back to Ophelia but I did not want to hurt him.I lifted my hand and touched his cheek gently. "That is why you should not talk about divorce."
Vivienne's POV“You should take a rest.”He did not answer away but I could tell from the way he looked at me that his thoughts were still far from calm.Then finally he spoke, his voice low like a secret he had been keeping for too long."I am serious, Vivienne. If she was not pregnant I think I would have divorced her."I froze. My heart felt tight. His words made me feel colder than the bathroom floor earlier.I held my breath for a moment before saying, "Do not say that.""Why?" Julian looked at me, his jaw tight. "She-""If I die," I said slowly, choosing my words carefully, "who will be a mother to Maximilian?"Julian went still. His breath. The hand that had been holding me tensed as if the world had suddenly stopped."Vivienne," his voice was a fragile whisper. "Do not talk like that.""I am just telling the truth," I replied gently. "You know the reality, Julian.""I do no
Julian's POV This kid was getting big too quick, on account of loss.I shut the door soft, then moved to a driver seat. As soon as I sat down and got the engine going, the radio came on by itself playing a happy morning tune way too happy for the mood in the car.I turned i
Julian's POV I was standing by the apartment door for a long time, looking at the numbers on the wall like I wished this was just a dream. The hall felt too small for my breath, too quiet for the sound in my mind.Ophelia's note had been bouncing in my head. That note I knew. It was
Julian's POV "Your mom is ill," I went on, my tone gentler now. "And she’s getting help. That’s it. If anyone asks, you just say your mom is taking a break and getting looked after."He bit his lip. “What if they still say it?”I breathed out, then said, “If they say someth
Julian's POV “Dad,” he said quietly. “Mom said if she feels good, she’ll come back home. But what if she doesn’t feel better?”I shut my eyes for a tiny moment, enough to sense the pain growing in my head. I wanted to tell him not to speak like that. I wanted to be mad that he could
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