Chapter Thirty-five

“Hi, kids!”

“Miss Hya!” They collectively screamed.

There was immediate chaos. The kind of chaos that Belle missed. There were a lot of chit-chats, but there were also a lot of smiles. Among the whole class, it was hard not to stare a little longer at the spot where Liam was seated.

My son.

Standing frozen, Belle was fighting the urge to run into Liam and apologize for leaving and causing him pain, for being absent to his past birthdays, for not recognizing him the first time they met. There was so much to apologize and so much time has passed.

“Did you miss me?”

“Yes, Teacher Hya.” The kids answered in unison.

After finding out who she is even when her past memories have not come back yet, it was weird to hear the name Hyacinth. She loved being Hyacinth. In fact, her life was a dream. She had a loving husband, a precious son, and this work. Every day, she would find herself thanking the heavens for the life she had, because it felt like a gift. Something that wasn’t hers but was temp