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My Beautiful, Hard-Won Life

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1596    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

in the living room, the air thick with unspoken anger. Liam was upstairs, quiet in his room. "The

voice weary. "You gave your son's spot to your mi

place. "Chloe was just trying to do something nice for Lily. You're tw

You are engaged to another woman while you are still m

. It's because you spoil Liam. You make him think he's the center of the universe, that he shoul

something he earned with a girl who

ment on his face, as if I were the one being unreason

my head in my hands. I felt exhausted, worn down by his relentless gaslighting. H

looked up to see Liam standing beside me, his eyes full o

le voice serious. "I don't need the robot cl

o my lap, hugging him tightly, my tears soaking his hair. He was the one who had been wronged, yet

" I whispered, my voice th

my shoulder. In that moment, he was my an

Chloe standing on our doorstep, surrounded by suitcases. Lily stood beside her, clut

asked, my voice

we moved in! The divorce is taking a little while, and my apartment lease was

if she owned the place. "It's a lovely house, Michael.

ah, can I talk to you for a second?" he

my voice low so Liam wouldn't hear from upstairs. "Y

he divorce is final and we can find a new place. I need to be here for Chlo

d at him, aghast. "You thi

e and Lily will be staying here. This is still my house, too." He

ightmare. Michael came to my bedroom door. Chloe

ortable space, and the guest rooms are a bit small. We were thinking... it would be best if you and

hared with him for years, the room next to my son's, and give it to his mistress. He wa

word coming out as

patient facade. "She's pregnant. She needs the bigger bed,

t to be an imposition, Sarah. But the doctor said I need to minimiz

Michael's determined face and Chloe's victorious smirk. I was outnumber

nse of humiliation and defeat. Every corner of this house held a memory, and now they were all be

ex model his grandfather-my deceased father-had given him before he passed away. It wa

. His robot was in pieces on the floor, smashed and broken beyo

I cried, rushin

a trembling finger at Lily. "I told her not t

ing into fake tears. "He wouldn't let me play with it

stairs, drawn by the commotion. Chloe

ou okay? Did that mean b

ong with you, Liam? Why would you push Lily? It's j

s face red with tears and injustice. "An

d Sarah, you need to control your son. This is exactly the kind of spo

our son's genuine heartbreak. All he saw was Chloe's daughter's fake tears. He comfort

's treasured robot on the floor. My heart, which I thought couldn't break any further,

y arms. "It's okay, baby. It's okay," I wh

desperate purpose. I couldn't spend another night under this roof. I t

nk you're going?"

" I said withou

get out. I ended up at a clean, anonymous hotel miles away from our neighborhood. As I tucke

me?" he asked i

Daddy is just... confused," I lied

who caused him so much pain. And I deserved a life free from the man who

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“The acrid smell of burnt plastic and copper filled my lungs, a familiar scent in the operating room, but this time, the searing pain in my leg was my own. My familiar workplace was a twisted wreck, a direct consequence of my husband Michael' s latest, championed medical device. Then I saw Liam, my five-year-old son, his small frame trembling in the doorway, eyes wide with terror as he screamed for me. Before the explosion, Michael was already distant, constantly busy, always choosing his mistress, Chloe, over us. Now, as I lay bleeding, my desperate call for help, relayed by Liam to his father, was met with cold dismissal. Michael was rushing Chloe, pregnant, to the hospital – prioritizing his new life over his injured wife and terrified son. The line went dead, a chill deeper than the blood pooling around me. He chose her. Again. I watched him speed off with Chloe in the ambulance meant for me, saw Liam' s desperate chase after his father, and then, the truck. My sweet boy, struck down, his life, and mine, extinguished in that cruel street. But then, I gasped. I was alive, whole, in my own bed, the sun streaming in. Liam was sleeping peacefully in his dinosaur bed, safe. It wasn't a dream; it was a terrifying memory. I was reborn, given a second chance. This time, things would be different. I would save my son. I would end this disastrous marriage.”
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