He left

As he turned and left, the sound of his footsteps reverberated through the quiet house. I stood there, watching him depart, my heart weighed down by a jumble of feelings. I couldn't help but reminisce about the days when Marcus was a lively and joyful child, his laughter echoing through our home.

The guilt consumed me as I thought about the sacrifices Marcus had made for my sake. He had endured countless sleepless nights and shed endless tears, all because I had prioritized my son's safety over his happiness. Now, I had to confront the repercussions of my choices.

Despite the guilt and regret, a spark of anger still lingered within me. Marcus had also betrayed me by getting involved with Sofia and getting her pregnant. Although his actions stemmed from desperation, they had inflicted immense pain upon me.

"It's unjust," I murmured to myself.

"Why must I bear the weight of our mistakes alone?"

Elijah's sudden appearance caught me off guard. I glanced at him as he stood there with a bo