MUMMY! IS HE MY DADDY?
she didn't satisfy her curiosity, s
m, and shoved his shoulders. How could someone fal
--" he
is Sa
sounded lik
on. The drowsiness in his eyes, darting away for a
ring dinner. Who is she?" Her voice trem
ion was inevitable. "Sasha? She is an old
sign of deception. "Why did Brian tease you
lly. "It's just Brian being Brian, you kn
convinced, decided to drop the subject for now. "Alright, if you say
•°•°•°
usic reached their ears, awakening them from
at? A party at our house
torn between attending the event and staying with Hazel. After a silent i
l's departure left her alone in the quiet room, am
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d laughter. Brian and Gideon, reveling in the night, urged Carl to enjoy the party. A
nagging doubts. The clock ticked away, marking each passing moment. Sud
ic beats welcomed her as she entered. What the hell was going on? Why was there a party in their living room? Scanning
yal, disappointment, and anger. As she approached them, her p
saw them lock lips. It took few second
°•°•°
t the hell was that? Carl was cheating on her in the dream. Cou
to talk," Hazel's wo
eath. "Go back to sleep, we could talk in t
nt us to
ritation. He raised his voice a little "Not n
in as Hazel persisted, "This
and sat up. "Who is who Hazel!? Why are you always
painted shifting patterns on her face as she struggled to find words. "T
te as the silent night became horrible. Haze
Hazel! You're ruining the night,"
rve to know the truth, Carl. For God's sake, am
g in the dimly lit space. "You don't deserve anything
Hazel's eyes welled with tears. The full moon
e truth?" he spat, his words slicing through the air. "Fine! Get out! Go to th
, stood her ground. "I won't go anywhe
the room seemed to pause, a suspended moment in time. Hazel's intensified, as she hoped anyone would come to her
cool night air hit Hazel like a slap as she found herself outside, disoriented
w of the night light in the house. Her husband threw her out
in her relationship. The night, once alive with possibilities, now
g a glass of wine. The distant quarrel and tantrums reached her ear
ght the glimpse of the commotion inside. Carl car
ied to Hazel's side. The girl
ng tone, her wineglass momentarily forgot
erned eyes. "He threw me out. He... he pulled my hair," Ha
ection, took Hazel gently by the arm. "Come with me, d
ary, it was neat and it had fresh white sheets
rm, comforting smile. "Here, cover yours
d. Beatrice, taking a seat beside her, couldn't help but notice the
m?" Beatrice's question was gentle,
rice's gaze. "I love him," she confessed, her voice a whis
tanding. "Love can be a complicated thing, dear
otions finally breaking through. "I don't know wh
the reality of a person. But you deserve so much more, Hazel. You deserve someone who treats you with resp
became a haven for shared sorrows. Beatrice continued to
ce, with a knowing gaze, whispered, "You're stronger than you
n, Rest now, dear. Tomorrow is a new day, and you'll find the strength to make
adled by Beatrice's comforting words, closed her eyes, hoping for sleep to take her mind temporarily, from the