The moment Ariana saw the landline phone in Melon’s hand, her heart skipped a beat. Realization washed over her. Her son had discovered something amiss, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words.

As she had feared, Melon broke into tears upon seeing her.

“Mommy, you lied to me. You gave me a fake number,” he accused.

Ariana found herself unable to speak. She opened her mouth, but her throat felt parched and constricted. An unspoken bitterness lingered there.

The number wasn’t fake; it had simply been disconnected.

And the man who once owned that number, Melon’s father, had indeed been real.

Tears streaming down his face, Melon gasped for breath, looking utterly heartbroken.

A ‘s

to connect, he’d sensed that something was wrong. Choking back sobs, he questioned Ariana, “Does Daddy not want me? Did you lie

had never broken down like this before. Pulling him into a comforting

clinging to Ariana, Melon managed to ask through hiccups, “Then

at a loss for words. Thoughts of Theodore weighed her down Like a massive boulder, making

up, and she fought to suppress

want you. He’ll call you very soon, alright?” Ariana managed

Finally, exhaustion won out, and he fell asleep in her arms, his

bed, Ariana found herself alone in the

she’d worked so hard to suppress come flooding back

stifle her sobs as her body shook uncontrollably. Sliding off the couch onto the floor, she

Theodore morphed into sharp thorns, each thought pricking at her heart and causing such agony that even breathing became

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