Strangers Under the Same Roof
My husband, Daniel Thompson, looked down on me. I was just a farmer's daughter in his eyes, and he never loved the son I gave birth to.
It wasn’t until our baby turned 100 days old that he held him for the first time.
Then, one day, his first love, Claire Matthews, came back to the city.
That night at dinner, Daniel, who was always cold and distant, finally smiled. He even reached across the table and placed a piece of meat on Noah’s plate.
Noah beamed all evening, clutching onto that tiny gesture like it was a treasure. Just before bed, he whispered to me, "Mom, do you think he likes me now… even just a little?"
I wrapped him in my arms, tears blurring my vision as I gently shook my head.
"No, sweetheart. It’s because the woman he truly loves is back. It’s time for us to go."