ChristianI take her into a tight embrace. "Mama! Paa!" Chrisanna's cheerful voice brings us back to the moment. We tilt our heads back and find her running towards us, dressed up in a white frock. She looks so much better, cheerful, and strong now. After all she had been through, we're still mesmerised by the speed of her recovery. It's all her willpower, positivity, and purity that made her win this battle. Emily is standing behind her as I had told her to come and take Chrisanna with her for a couple of days and Flora will accompany her since Emily is going through a rough pregnancy period. She can't handle Chrissie alone. "Hey, my baby", Ivanna takes her onto her lap."Mama! Emmy got me the dress", she tells and looks at me. "Paa, isn't it cute?""Of course. Just like you", I tap on her nose as she giggles."Emmy told me I'll stay at her place for a few days. Why?" she asks. Ivanna looks at me. Earlier she had no idea why I told Emily to pick Chrissie. She might have thought

Ivanna I count the boxes and luggage after packing them up. Some are lying downstairs. "There is a lot of stuff in comparison to the apartment", I mutter, setting all the boxes aside."We can put some for donations", Christian suggests."Can do that", I smile at him. Meanwhile, his phone rings and he walks to the balcony. I set the boxes of home decor aside because only these can be given away. Even though they are just materialistic things, I still feel a connection to them.Materialistic things are underrated, according to me. When we get something for a home, even for a car, for a small shop, or for a desk to complete the look, it automatically becomes a part of our emotions. I got each of these things to make the look of our home complete. And it hurts to let them go. It hurts to let this villa go.I can't show this side of my reaction to Christian. He already feels guilty enough. He doesn't show it but I know he's completely destroyed from the inside. In the past two years, so

Thea The outhouse is dark and small. I'm sitting in the corner and wondering how it feels like to be in a prison or somewhere away from my own house. Where will I go now? I clutch my hair tightly, groaning in anxiety that's taking a toll on me for the last two days. My life has been completely destroyed and it is all because of— Me.John was right when he said that I didn't value what I had. I didn't value him, my kids, my family and everything I got after marrying him. I took everything so lightly. I took everyone for granted. I repeated the mistake again and again.I loved him when it was too late.And I couldn't even control my fantasies after falling in love with him.My lust, and my sinful fantasies, were the reasons for my downfall. I scream, crying out louder and louder. I know no one is hearing me and it causes more pain. I can't go to anyone. John won't come running to me, hearing me screaming. I don't have anyone to support me when I'm truly crying when I'm truly helpless

Ivanna The last thing I expected from Thea was that she would confess to all her deeds. When she started to speak, for a couple of minutes, I, including all of them, had thought that was her other scheme of getting away as she had always done. Manipulating people with her fake crocodile tears. Pretending to regret and redeem herself which she had hardly done. But as her confession deepened with all the details, it truly felt like she wasn't trying to get away with anything. She wasn't hoping to reduce her sentence or gather sympathy. However, this time it seemed like she was trying to take the burden off.Good for her. Even though she has finally found her way to redemption, I don't feel pity for her at all. She deserves the punishment and the life she would be getting after this. She had so many chances to make her life better but unfortunately, she missed it all.Today with this sentence, it's not only Christian and our family who got justice but all those people whom she has hurt

Christian "Chris! It's already ten!" Ivanna tells me when I drive through the highway and she is sitting beside me, blindfolded."I know. What's up with that?" I giggle."Chris!" she lets out a sigh of frustration again. "We should be at home, sleeping. We both have to rush tomorrow. And what's this blindfold about? What are you doing?" she's impatient as hell. As usual."I'm kidnapping you", I say in a hoarse tone."Oh really?" she mutters. "But you don't need that blindfold. I'm not gonna run away from wherever you take me to""Wow!" I exclaim. "That was awesome, Mrs. Scott. You're learning to flirt finally after ten years of not being single"She laughs audibly, making the most beautiful noise I have ever loved this much. I look at her as she leans back on the seat, her beautiful lips moving simultaneously as she laughs.I can't hold the urge back inside of me as she keeps mesmerising me each second she just exists, doing nothing. Definitely, her smile is the death of me. I take