SARAH'S POVThe next day, I nervously made my way to Barr Lawn's office, feeling the weight of yesterday's events pressing down on me. As I entered, Barr gestured for me to take a seat. I sat down across from him, feeling the tension in the air as I settled into the chair, my mind consumed by swirling thoughts."Sarah, how are you doing?" he asked.I hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of his concern, before answering, "I'm Okay." The words felt heavy on my tongue, a simple response to a question that held so much meaning."How did the board meeting go?" Barr Lawn inquired, his stoic tone revealing nothing about his emotions.I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I clenched my fists, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. "Why didn’t you double-check all the details before sending me to the crucial board meeting?" I snapped, unable to hold back my frustration. The weight of the mistake seemed to hang heavy in the air, adding fuel to the fire of my irritation.Bar
SARAH'S POV:"Can't you drive faster?" I snapped at Barr Lawn, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and urgency, as the rain pounded against the windshield and the trees blurred past in the darkness. My heart pounded with an unrelenting mirroring of the panic that flickered in my wide eyes."Sarah, calm down," he replied, casting a worried glance at me, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as the wind howled outside.The car seemed to inch forward along the winding road, despite Barr Lawn's determined efforts. Anxious thoughts gnawed at my insides, and the haunting image of my grandmother's house lingered in my mind. Mark's frantic phone call had triggered immediate alarm, and my panic only escalated as we approached closer to our destination.The sense of anticipation seemed to stretch on endlessly. Finally, as we approached, the flashing lights of ambulances and police cars came into view, casting an eerie glow across the scene. My heart seemed to echo the urgency of the surro
MARK'S POV:The heavy, oppressive air seemed to press down on me, as if warning of an impending catastrophe. I found myself standing in confusion, silently observing the heartbreaking scene unfolding before me.Sarah, her once vibrant and lively spirit now extinguished, lay motionless in Joe's embrace. His arms enveloped her fragile form, offering a false sense of security. As I gazed upon them, a turbulent storm raged within me, manifesting in the fiery intensity of my eyes, a reflection of the seething turmoil brewing inside me.If looks could kill, Joe would have perished under the weight of my scorching glare a thousand times over. Every fibre of my being quivered with the overwhelming conviction that this was all his doing. It felt as though he had meticulously orchestrated the nightmarish sequence of events that had led me to this moment.The undeniable evidence of his betrayal gnawed at my insides, stoking the flames of my raging fury. The searing heat of my anger threatened t
SARAH'S POV:As I sat comfortably on the couch in my sitting room, I was completely engrossed in the program being shown on the television. The show was really interesting and I was thoroughly enjoying it. However, all of a sudden, I started experiencing a sharp pain in my stomach. It was completely unexpected and took me by surprise. The pain was so intense that it made me feel quite uncomfortable and uneasy. I couldn't understand what was causing it and I started to worry.The pain was persistent and did not seem to subside despite the changes I made in my breathing. As I have not experienced anything like this before. I suddenly started bleeding. I felt helpless, not knowing what was happening to me. I screamed for help, hoping someone would hear me and come to my rescue. Despite calling out several times, it seemed that nobody could hear me. The sound of my voice was the only response I got.I began to feel weak and dizzy. I know I needed help urgently. When I thought I couldn'
SARAH'S POV:The response was devastating - Overwhelmed with anger and sadness, I couldn't control my emotions and began to cry, and the doctor came to comfort me.It's been hard for me to accept the fact that my baby could have been saved. He was my hope and everything- my reason for living. And now I am left to wonder. I keep thinking about how my daughter, Mabel, will react after having hoped for a brother. The thought of having to tell her that her brother is no more brings tears to my eyes. There are so many questions going through my mind, and it's hard to find answers to any of them. All I know is that I miss my baby, and I wish I could have done something to save him."I am leaving the hospital and heading home now,". I told the doctor who was standing facing me. As I tried to pull out the IV drip and blood transfusion connected to my body, the doctor stopped me, "You cannot remove those on your own," he warned. "If you want to be discharged, I will have to do it for you."
SARAH'S POVThen I ran up to Jennie and punched her square in the face! Ahh! Jennie shrieks in pain, clutching her nose."You stupid b*tch! You will never get what you want". But I don't stop punching Jennie, I don't know where the strength is coming from.“Mark, help me!” Jennie begged my husband for help and Mark, who until now was immobile and in shock to see me in this wild state, came to me. He puts himself between her and me, protecting her. Letting me know that he is on her side and that he cares for her, not me.“Don't you f*cking dare to touch her…. Or I will throw you in a punishment cell until I think of what to do with you, Sarah”.“What do you mean? You are the one who will be thrown in a punishment cell for believing this b*tch instead of me, so f*ck you two?" I then walked out of the room bagging the door.As I stepped outside, I walked down to the swimming pool, and as I stood there with tears rolling down my cheeks and a look of frustration on my face, I couldn't help
MARK POV;"Let's get rid of this wench," Jennie said to me with a look of bitterness on her face, referring to Sarah, who had just left the room. I could sense the hatred in her tone and I knew she had some sort of grudge against Sarah.“Do you have any plans for it?”I asked her as I was curious to know what plans she had in mind. It was clear that Jennie had a personal vendetta against Sarah. However, to me, Sarah is someone who not only belonged to a lower class but also someone who couldn't fit my kind of personality. Therefore, I was willing to do whatever it took to get Sarah out of my life, and I could tell that Jennie was determined to see this through, and I was ready to help her in any way I could."I had come up with a plan with a doctor to modify Sarah's medication," Jennie mentioned to me. Sarah had just been discharged from the hospital and was prescribed some medication by the doctor, which she will be taking regularly. "However, we will get Sarah's drugs changed to
Mark POV:As soon as I arrived at my office, I was taken aback by the large crowd that had gathered outside. It was quite chaotic and disruptive. Among them, I spotted Dave in the distance, who hurried over to me to explain the situation. It turned out that the source of the commotion was one of my clients, who had come to protest against the high fees I had charged her. This particular client was a woman whose son was involved in a legal case that I had been handling for her.Unfortunately, she was having trouble paying the amount of money that I had charged her for my services. It was not uncommon for us to charge high fees for complex cases, and it seemed that this was one of them. At our law firm, we often charge steep prices depending on the complexity and severity of the case at hand. Despite my client's discontent, I knew that I had provided her with the best legal representation possible and that the fees I had charged were fair and reasonable given the circumstances."I need