Entangled Destinies: Love, Betrayal, and Redemption

Stacy was leaving her parents' funeral grounds. In her mind, she envisioned peace, thinking that where she was heading would be peaceful, but trouble began the moment she knocked on the door.

Unfortunately, Caspian wasn't home, so the door was opened by Caspian's mother, who was furious upon seeing her.

“What are you doing here?” was the question Caspian’s mother asked, her forehead wrinkled in anger.

“Oh, come on, mother! Is that really a question?” Stacy asked with a smile, but Caspian’s mother didn’t receive it kindly.

“I came home. Is it a crime to come home?” Stacy said, looking at Caspian’s mother, who didn't respond and instead slammed the door in her face and went inside.

She was left outside, stunned, unable to understand what was happening. She waited, and after about 20 minutes, Caspian’s mother reopened the door, this time with a suitcase full of clothes, and said, “I believe no one came here with anything, right?”

“Mother, what do you mean?” Stacy asked.

“I didn't give birth to a creature like you, so stop it! Just stop and take your luggage and leave,” Caspian’s mother said, throwing the suitcase down.

“Even so, you will still be my mother-in-law,” Stacy interjected.

“I didn’t give birth to such filth. My child is the only one. Take your suitcase and leave,” Caspian’s mother said angrily.

Stacy thought it was a joke, what Caspian’s mother was saying, but she came to believe it after seeing the door closed again, and when she tried to knock, there was no sign of it being opened. Her head hurt; she was left in shock, not knowing what decision to make.

“Where do I go? I’m not leaving; I’m not going anywhere. I’m carrying Caspian’s child. I need to see him and talk about this pregnancy,” Stacy said as she sat down, unwilling to leave the area.

*****

While Stacy was still in shock, the gate suddenly opened, and Caspian’s mother appeared. She thought Stacy had already left, but that wasn't the case. She was very angry.

Stacy looked at Caspian’s mother, but the bag she was carrying hit her face. She found it hard to stand up properly because she was just about to get up. Being hit infuriated Stacy, but she tried to control her anger.

“Why did you hit me?” Stacy asked, approaching Caspian’s mother.

“Just leave,” Caspian’s mother said angrily.

She remained frozen, still puzzled, trying to figure out what to do. A car stopped in front of the house, and Caspian got out. Caspian saw Stacy and decided to approach her, looking furious.

“What are you doing here?” Caspian asked angrily.

Everyone turned their eyes to look at Caspian. Caspian's mother saw this as the perfect moment to pretend she was crying to convince her son that she had been beaten. Since Caspian had seen the commotion while he was in the car, he believed it was true that his mother had been beaten.

“Mom, what's going on?” Caspian asked.

“She hit me, she came here, and I gave her, her clothes to leave since morning…..,” she hadn't finished speaking when Stacy interrupted.

“Mother, stop lying, no one has beaten you. And I didn't come here with bad intentions,” Stacy snapped angrily, her temper flaring.

“If it's not with bad intentions, why are you here? No one wants you here,” Caspian's mother raised her voice at Stacy, who had been sitting quietly listening.

“Get out of my house, go back to wherever you came from, you clingy dog!” Caspian's mother added.

Being called a dog by someone she deeply respected hurt Stacy a lot. She felt deeply offended and wondered what to do to that woman who looked at her with envy. Finally, she decided to speak gently.

“Caspian, can I talk to you?” she asked Caspian, who turned and looked at Stacy, then spat in her face and disdainfully said, “I can't talk to a woman who stinks, always smelling.”

“And stop shouting,” Caspian said as he slapped her.

“And get away from here, you whore,” Caspian's mother said mockingly, pushing Stacy.

Every time she tried to speak, she shed tears and couldn't manage to say anything. She was in a prison of pain, a prison she didn't know when she would be freed from.

“Get out, leave,” Caspian said, then kicked Stacy in the back, causing her to fall to the ground on her stomach.

Caspian's mother saw this as the perfect opportunity to kick Stacy again. She positioned herself to kick her on the side.

“I am pregnant. I can't leave because I am thinking about the life I will live without the person who got me pregnant,” Stacy cried out with great pain.

These words were accompanied by tears that flowed every time she spoke. She never expected to be the first to say something like that, but what she was going through made her feel she had to reveal the truth so that decisions could be made.

Despite the truth being revealed, Caspian became even angrier. He was fierce and didn't want to hear anything about the pregnancy.

“Just because I'm rich, you want to give me that pregnancy, right?” he said.

“Find someone else to give that pregnancy to, you dog,” Caspian's mother said.

“But it's your pregnancy, my love. You know I have never been with another man besid…..” Stacy couldn't finish her sentence before Caspian's mother slapped her again, a holy slap that went deep.

“I don't want to hear you say that the pregnancy is my son's or that he went and came back with other issues. Caspian has no pregnancy,” she turned towards her son and said, “and I want you to go inside, no talking to prostitutes,” Caspian's mother said.

Caspian had no choice but to obey his mother. He stepped back, got into the car, then drove it inside, and his mother closed the gate. Stacy stared in disbelief at what was happening.

“I truly believe people change,” Stacy said as tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't believe that those who had hurt and disrespected her were the same people she had trusted and who had been part of her happiness.

Stacy was left outside, feeling immense pain in her heart. She found herself crying heavily, tears streaming down in agony. She had nowhere to go or rely on; she felt as if the entire world had collapsed on her.

“Pregnancy brings so many challenges,” she said to herself as tears flowed, “Who will help me raise this child? At least accept…” Before she could finish speaking, the gate opened again.

Her eyes wanted to see who was coming out. It was Caspian, carrying an electric jug filled with water. When he arrived, he didn't waste time; he opened it and poured the water on Stacy who cried in agony.

“Go report it anywhere, no one will arrest me,” Caspian said, hitting her stomach before closing the door.