Chapter Ninety Eight

I returned home to Sandra. As I walked through the door, I couldn't help but feel a wave of relief wash over me. This was my safe haven, a place where I could let my guard down and be myself.

Sandra greeted me with a warm smile, immediately sensing that something was wrong. I tried to hold back my tears, not wanting to burden Sandra with my pain. But she knew me too well, and she gently pulled me into a comforting embrace.

As we sat on the couch, I played with my baby Liam, marveling at how much he had grown in the two years I had been away from Reuben. I couldn't believe that I had managed to stay away from him for so long, but now I couldn't ignore the burning desire for revenge that consumed me.

Sandra, sensing my inner turmoil, tried to calm me down. She reminded me of the progress I had made in building a new life for myself and Liam. She urged me to focus on the present and the future, rather than dwelling on the past.

But I couldn't shake the anger and resentment that had built