His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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Nathan's eyes flickered with something-regret, sorrow, maybe both-but he knew, as I did, that there was no room for compromise here. He looked down, defeated, and nodded slightly, accepting my stance. There was no negotiation to be had. He turned to leave, his back straight, though his spirit was clearly broken. ek straight, though his spirit was clearly broken.

As he walked away, my eyes drifted to his hand. He was still wearing the wedding

ring we had once exchanged. Tl ring we had once exchanged. That tiny detail made my heart ache, but it didn't

change anything. Our past was behind us, and there was no going back.

The judge entered, and the courtroom fell silent. Sienna's fate was about to be decided. My pulse quickened as the judge began to speak, confirming her guilt. I held my breath as he passed the sentence: ten years in prison. Justice. It was done. Sienna, however, wasn't ready to accept her defeat. She shot up from her seat and

pointed at me, her face twisted in rage. pointed at me, her face twisted in rage. "You think I lost? No way! There's no way I

can lose to you, you ugly bitch!" Her voice was shrill, filled with venom, but it

didn't affect me.

audience. Looking directly into her eyes, I spoke clearly and coldly, "You've already lost. You'll be living in prison for the next ten years. By the time you get out, you'll have lost everything you care about." Sienna's bravado shattered as my words hit her. Her face crumpled, and she began to sob-ugly, gut-wrenching sobs that echoed through the courtroom. Her former fans, who had once adored her for her beauty and charisma, watched in horror. I could hear their whispers turn from adoration to disgust. They

once a celebrated figure, became nothing more than a criminal, disgraced and abandoned. The satisfaction I felt wasn't

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it was

of the room, quietly observing. My heart skipped a beat, but before I could approach him, he stood and disappeared into the crowd. It was as if he had

ghost slipping

contrast to the heaviness that had weighed on me for so long. It had been a few days since the courtroom drama, and I was eager to get back into a routine that felt normal. As I arrived at the medical organization's kindergarten, I could hear the faint sound of children laughing and playing. This place had become a second home for Cyrus, and I found a sense of

rushing toward me, her face lighting up with excitement. "Doris!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around me in a warm hug. "We've missed you so much! The kids ask about you and Cyrus every day." Her warmth was infectious, and I found myself smiling in return. "We've missed you too. How

how it is. But more importantly, how is Cyrus?

"He's back to his old self. No more fevers, no more sleepless

me on the shoulder. "That's great news! You must be so relieved." Her expression shifted to something

couldn't help but smirk. "Ten years. She's out of our

going to have a drink after work tonight to celebrate. You should come

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me."