Chapter 5
William remained persistent, waiting outside the hospital daily without fail, rain or shine.
During an unexpected downpour, I saw him still standing at the hospital entrance after my shift, soaked through with a haggard appearance.
“What do you actually want?” I finally confronted him.
William lifted his head, eyes pleading: “Emma, give me one chance—just one–to explain and apologize.”
I gave a cold laugh: “Explain what? Apologize for what? Do you think saying sorry can erase the scars on my face or heal the pain in my heart?”
William lowered his gaze: “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I must tell you how deeply I regret everything.”
Every day, Sophia writes me a letter of apology. Her sincere remorse and longing leave my resolve wavering.
“Mom, I miss you every day, thinking of the meals you cooked, the stories you told, the hugs you gave…”
“I know I was wrong. I hurt you. I’ll accept any punishment, just please forgive me…
This immature handwriting softened my heart again and again.
I finally agreed to meet William at a café near the hospital.
“Would you have known the truth without these injuries on my face?” I stared into his eyes, voicing my deepest doubt.
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William remained silent, tears falling. “I’ve failed your love. I can never make up for hurting you.”
“You’re avoiding the question,” I stated calmly.
William painfully closed his eyes: “No… If it weren’t for Sophia’s nightmare, if it weren’t for her confession, I might have been kept in the dark forever.”
“Then what makes you think I would forgive you?” My voice was terrifyingly calm.
William opened his eyes and looked straight at me: “I don’t expect your forgiveness. I just want you to know I’ve learned the truth, and I’ve paid the price for my stupidity and cruelty.
“Every day I regret, every day I suffer, but I know these can’t compare to even a fraction of what you’ve been through.”
I calmly told him I had said goodbye to the past and wouldn’t return to the home that hurt me, then turned and left.
Sophia caught up and hugged me tightly: “Mom, I’m sorry, I know I was wrong, I really miss you.”
I gently stroked Sophia’s face: “Mom misses you too, but some hurts, once they happen, can never be undone.”
Sophia cried even harder: “I can change, I’ll be a good kid, I’ll never hurt you again…”
I crouched down to her eye level: “Sophia, remember, no matter what happens, Mom loves you, but sometimes, loving someone doesn’t mean you have to be with them.
William took Sophia back home, and before leaving, he left a long letter expressing regret and blessings, no longer bothering.
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“Emma, I won’t disturb your life anymore, but I want spend the rest of my life repenting and making amends.”
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“Sophia needs a complete family, needs parental love, but I respect your choice.”
“I just hope you can be happy, find someone who truly cherishes you, and live the life you deserve.”
After reading the letter, I silently put it down, David came to pick me up for the date, and I smiled and took his arm.
“Will that man come to bother you again?” David asked with concern.
I shook my head: “No, it’s all over.”
A year later, Sophia sent me a letter, telling me that she and Dad were doing well and hoping for my happiness.
“Mom, Dad took me to see a psychologist and helped me out of the
shadows.”
“I’m studying hard at school, hoping to become a nurse like you in the future, to help those in need.”
“Dad has changed a lot; he’s no longer that cold person. He often tells me stories about you, about how brave and kind you are.”
The letter included a photo of William and Sophia standing in front of the hospital room where I once cared for him, their eyes full of nostalgia.
I married David in a foreign country, starting a new life where I gradually let go of past pains and rediscovered happiness.
David was a thoughtful husband who respected my past, cherished my present, and planned our future.
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We worked together, traveled together, and built our little home – simple yet fulfilling.
