Mag-log inSeveral weeks had passed since we stayed at the mountain villa. Life here felt so different—calm, peaceful, far from the hustle and bustle of the city and all the pressures that haunted me. The children played happily in the garden every day, and I started to feel better both physically and emotionally.My pregnancy was still heavy, but the nausea and dizziness were starting to subside. Most importantly, I never had any strange dreams again. No dreams about Julian, about Leon, Sebastian, and Adrian. No dreams that made me wake up in a cold sweat with guilt.I felt like my old self. Or at least, I was on my way to finding her again.One afternoon, when Leon was busy with a phone call, I sat on the veranda with a cup of warm tea. In my hand, there was a piece of paper and a pen. I had been thinking about it for a few days, and finally I decided to write a letter to Julian.The letter was short, but I wrote it with all my heart."Julian,I'm writing this letter to apologize to you. I rea
I was still lying in bed, crying in Leon's arms, when I heard a voice from outside the room. Clara. She must still be at the mansion, and now she was talking to Leon in the living room.I accidentally overheard their conversation. The bedroom door was slightly open, and Clara's voice came through clearly."Dad, Ana has changed again. Before, she was starting to be nice to me, starting to accept me. But now, she's cold and distant again. I don't know what happened."Leon sighed. "Ana is going through a difficult time. That video brought back all the old wounds. She needs time.""I understand, but I'm also worried about her mental state. She's been through so much suffering, losing Ethan, cancer, a risky pregnancy, and now this video. I think she needs professional help. Maybe a psychologist or therapist."Leon was silent for a moment. "I've already taken her to a psychologist. But this isn't something that can heal overnight.""I know, but I also can't keep being blamed forever. I've a
A few days after Julian was fired, Clara came to the mansion. I heard the sound of her car in the garage, then her light footsteps in the hallway. I was sitting in the living room, reading a book, but when I heard her voice, my body immediately tensed up."Ana!" Clara greeted, walking in with a wide smile. "I came to visit you! I missed you!"I didn't look at her. I just kept reading my book, pretending not to hear her.Clara approached, sitting on the chair in front of me. "Ana, aren't you going to say hi to me?"I sighed, closing my book. "What do you want, Clara?"Clara smiled, but her smile looked slightly awkward. "I just want to spend time with you. We rarely see each other these days.""There's a reason for that. We've never gotten along, we'll never get along."Clara looked down, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Ana, I've apologized. I've apologized for what I did in the past. I've changed. Why can't you forgive me?"I looked at her, feeling the pain that still remained
I was still standing in the living room, trembling, when Leon came down from the bedroom. He saw me pale and the tears on my cheeks, then immediately walked over to me with concern."Ana! What's wrong? Why are you crying? What happened?" he asked, grabbing my hands.I looked at him, feeling a mixture of guilt and relief. "Julian, he just left. He said you fired him.""Yes. I fired him. I can't let someone who makes you uncomfortable stay around our family.""He said I was paranoid. He said I destroyed his life. That he's been blacklisted from many companies because of me."Leon pulled me into his embrace, stroking my back gently. "Listen to me. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one who decided to fire Julian. I'm the one who made sure he wouldn't get a job in this industry again. Not because of you, but because I don't trust him."I lifted my head, looking into his eyes. "You really don't trust him?""I trust your instincts. You said there was something wrong with him. And I belie
That morning, I woke up with a strange feeling. There was something nagging in my stomach not pain, but a hunch I couldn't explain. I glanced at Leon who was still asleep beside me, then quietly walked to the bathroom.Inside the bathroom, I opened the small cabinet under the sink. My hand searched among the bottles of shampoo and soap, until finally my fingers touched a small box I hadn't opened in a long time. A pregnancy test.I had bought that box a few weeks ago, for no clear reason. Maybe because of the same hunch, maybe because my body had been feeling different lately. I didn't know.With trembling hands, I opened the package and took the test. I waited a few minutes, staring at the small screen with my heart pounding.Then the result appeared.Two lines.I was pregnant.I fell silent, staring at the test result with wide eyes. Pregnant. In a situation like this amid the chaos of my dreams, my fear of Julian, and all the tension hitting my family.I put the test in the pocket
The next morning, Leon took me to the psychologist's office he had found. A middle-aged woman with a warm smile and understanding eyes welcomed us in the waiting room. Her name was Dr. Amanda, and she was one of the best psychologists in the city."Good morning, Mrs. Ana. Your husband has told me a little about your situation. But I'd like to hear directly from you. What brought you here?"I looked at Leon, who was holding my hand tightly. He nodded, giving me support. I took a deep breath, then started telling my story."I often have dreams. Very vivid dreams. About the past, about the men who used to be in my life."Dr. Amanda nodded, looking at me attentively. "Tell me more detail, Ma'am. What kind of dreams do you have?"I looked down for a moment, then started telling her everything. About the dreams with Leon, Sebastian, and Adrian. About how the three of them took turns having me, about how I felt incredible pleasure in those dreams. About my last dream, where my hands were tie
I stopped walking.My body turned stiff like a statue. Mr. Leon's words pierced me from behind, sharp and cold, like the edge of a knife pressed against my neck."Who taught you to be so rude?"I didn't dare turn around. My eyes burned. Tears gathered at the corners, but I held them back with all m
His possession.I wasn't an object, and I didn't belong to anyone.Mr. Leon slowly released his arm from around my waist, then walked back to the billiard table, picked up the cue he had set down earlier, and continued the game as if nothing had happened.As if he hadn't just saved my life, and as
I let out a long sigh. Clara's orders were absolute. If I didn't come, she'd get angry. I already knew how terrible her anger could be. Things could go flying, her words could cut sharper than knives, and I could get thrown out of this mansion. So I walked through the mansion's long corridors. Exp
Ana's Pov.I sat on one of the wooden pews in this church. My hands tightly gripped the edge of my dress until the fabric wrinkled. My boyfriend, Max, stood there in his neat black suit. Beside him was Sasha, my best friend since the first day I arrived in this city two years ago. Sasha's stomach wa







