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Cassandra“Dad, you have a really nice house. You moved here on purpose to be close to us, right?” Miles said.Their conversation sounded so mature, as if Miles truly understood the adult matters involved.I hid myself, not wanting them to know that I was listening to this conversation. I had only meant to bring them some snacks while they were enjoying the morning sunlight of spring.Miles sat relaxed, his eyes filled with enthusiasm, yet his legs kept swinging back and forth.My heart raced. I knew that deep down, I wanted to hear how this conversation would continue.“That’s right. Dad is trying hard to win back your mom’s love,” Sebastian began very seriously. “Milo, listen, don’t ignore your heart and think you know better.”Sebastian held Miles’s shoulders, giving him a deep, intense look.“Ignoring someone who loves you will also make you pay a very high price.”Sebastian looked deeply emotional.Meanwhile, it left me silent, thinking about the past and the present that stood i

CassandraAfter my hand was no longer in a cast, I felt much freer and could do many things again.Today, I had a goal: to cook pasta that Miles likes. Sometimes I think that I can’t be a good mother to Miles because I can’t always cook for him. I know that feeling only comes from my desire to give him the very best.I moved easily, everything went smoothly, and when I saw the finished dish I had made, I felt proud of myself.Ever since I became his mother, whenever I have free time, I often learn to cook new dishes. Anything I find interesting, I want to try making it for Miles.I love seeing him eat heartily and praise me.“Wonderful.”“I really missed Mom’s cooking!”Just like now, Miles eagerly ate the pasta I had just made, raising both of his hands as if to show how truly happy he was.“Yes, Sandra is indeed very good at cooking.”Beside me, I could hear the man’s words of praise, which made me let out a breath.Maybe it was because I hadn’t slept much last night, making me easi

CillianEver since I fell for her, I already knew that loving someone from the estate was something difficult.My concern and admiration for her were always hidden, no matter what I did, she would never know.But even so, even though it was heavy, I kept loving her and wanting her to be a part of my life.My love for her was sincere, and all I wanted was her happiness.Now that I finally had a chance, that man wanted to take responsibility for her, still trying to gain her attention.I said that he was shameless, that he should atone for his sins by devoting himself to God, isolating himself somewhere and never meeting Cassandra again.I never imagined that when everything instead turned around to support them being together, it would cause me such unbearable pain.Especially when it turned out that Cassandra had a child with him.Knowing that the suspicion I had all this time was true still had an overwhelming impact on me.It turned out that my illness had not truly healed. The trut

DylanI yanked off my tie roughly, it felt like it was strangling my neck.That bastard had just called me, the way he always did, as if he were trying to pick a fight. Calling with a harsh, accusatory tone, full of blame.“Do you really think Sandra would accept your attitude like this?” I snapped bluntly.The sneer that spread across my face was charged with intense emotion.Honestly, after coming home from work and spending almost the entire day buried in arguments, all I wanted was a bit of peace.Seeing his name appear on my phone screen should have been reason enough not to answer his call. But my body, my emotions, were provoked into picking it up, and the very first sentence that came out of his mouth was—“Did you poison Sandra’s mind just to get her attention?”“You’re the one asking for attention, from me.”How ridiculous. Because Cassandra refuses to accept him as her father, he blames me, as if I were the obstacle. He doesn’t know Cassandra at all if he can say something

CassandraWas there anything more shocking than what he had just said? I couldn’t say anything in response to such a bold confession.A stalker? I was actually very uncomfortable with that word—it felt as though I had never truly had any freedom.Honestly, I knew that the many times he had run into me were not accidental, just like Sebastian.But if he really had been stalking me since long ago, then he had been doing it for an incredibly long time.Did he really spend all his time just watching me? Seriously?“I know you’re surprised. But it can be called that, because I’ve been watching you for a long time. I know where you went to school, and when you married Sebastian.”He looked at me, completely serious. I was sure that what he said was not a lie.As for me, I didn’t know how to respond. Anger mixed with pity for him, for having done something so foolish.He continued speaking. “I just wanted to make sure you were doing well. I mean, I could only watch you from afar.”Instead of