Sarah didn't take long to furnish her new apartment and turn it into a comfortable haven for her and her unborn child. She started decorating her new house with the money Tiger had given her, hoping to create a cozy and inviting space where she could at last find comfort and tranquility.

Her eyes bright with excitement as she examined a variety of furniture and decor, she walked around the aisles of the neighborhood furniture store.


She envisioned the life she would create within these walls, a life free from the shadow of Bobby's harshness, with every piece she chose, including a rustic wooden dining table, a comfortable sofa, and an antique rug.

Sarah had a feeling of confidence as she positioned every piece of furniture in her new apartment with care. She was free to design a future full of love and happiness, and for the first time in what seemed like an eternity, she could control her own fate.

For Sarah, there was one place in particular that was particularly meaningful: the nursery. She started the process of furnishing her unborn child's room with love care and attention to detail.


Soft stuffed animals hung from the ceiling, while the walls were painted in soft pastel colors. Sarah's heart became softer of her soon-to-be child as she placed blankets and small onesies in the dresser drawers with such love.

Apart from being ready for her baby's arrival, Sarah also made plans to ensure her financial security. Even with Tiger's large financial contribution, she was aware that she would eventually need to find a way to support herself and her child.


With this in mind, Sarah applied for a job as a waitress at a nearby café, drawn to the simplicity and familiarity of the role.

Sarah couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety in her stomach as she entered the little café for her interview. A soothing embrace of the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the gentle murmur of conversation enveloped her, relieving some of her anxiety..

The owner of the café, a kind-hearted woman named Mrs. Thompson, greeted Sarah with a warm smile as she approached the counter. "You must be Sarah," she said, her eyes twinkling with kindness. "I've been expecting you. Please, have a seat."

Sarah felt a wave of relief wash over her at Mrs. Thompson's welcoming demeanor. Sitting down at the small table, she took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she prepared for the interview.

As they began to talk, Sarah found herself opening up to Mrs. Thompson, sharing little things of her past and the challenges she had faced in recent months. She spoke of her desire to start fresh, to build a new life for herself and her unborn child, and the uncertainty that lay ahead.

Mrs. Thompson listened attentively, her expression filled with empathy and understanding. "You've been through a lot, haven't you?" she said softly, her voice filled with compassion. "But I admire your strength and resilience, Sarah. It takes courage to face the unknown and start qnew."

Feeling a sense of connection with Mrs. Thompson, Sarah found herself opening up even more, sharing her hopes and dreams for the future. She spoke of her passion for cooking and her love for creating delicious meals that brought joy to others.

Impressed by Sarah's enthusiasm and determination, Mrs. Thompson smiled warmly. "I think you'd be a wonderful addition to our team, Sarah," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "How would you feel about starting as a waitress here at the café?"

Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes as she nodded, overcome with gratitude for the opportunity. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I promise I won't let you down, Mrs. Thompson. I'll work hard and do my best every single day."

With a reassuring pat on the hand, Mrs. Thompson smiled, her eyes shining with pride. "I believe in you, Sarah," she said gently. "Welcome to the team." And in that moment, as Sarah stepped into her new role at the café, she felt a glimmer of hope flicker within her heart.

Though the work was far from glamorous, she found comfort in the routine of serving customers and the friendliness of her coworkers. And while the pay was modest, it was enough to cover her basic expenses and provide a sense of stability as she awaited the birth of her baby.

As she settled into her new routine, Sarah found herself filled with a sense of gratitude for the small joys of everyday life – the warmth of the sun streaming through her apartment windows, the laughter of children playing in the park across the street, the simple pleasure of sharing a meal with friends.

And as she lay in bed at night, her hand resting on her growing belly, Sarah felt a calm sense of peace wash over her. In her quiet moment, surrounded by the love and warmth of her new home, she knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she would face them with courage and determination, for she was no longer alone – she had her unborn child, her constant companion and source of strength.

As Sarah sat alone in her new apartment, surrounded by the quiet solitude of her own thoughts, she found herself talking to herself more often, a way to sort through the tons of emotions going on within her.

"I did the right thing, didn't I?" she whispered softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Leaving Bobby was the only choice I had, but was it worth it? What if he comes looking for me? What if he finds out about the baby?"

She paused, listening to the sound of her own heartbeat echoing in the stillness of the room. "No," she told herself firmly, shaking her head as if to dispel the doubts creeping into her mind. "I can't let fear control me. I've come too far to turn back now."

But even as she spoke the words out loud, doubts stayed, taunting her with their persistent whispers. "What if I'm not strong enough?" she wondered, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "What if I can't protect my baby from Bobby's reach?"

The questions hung in the air, unanswered and unsettling, but Sarah refused to let them consume her. Instead, she focused on the task at hand – creating a safe and nurturing environment for her unborn child, a sanctuary where they could both find peace and solace.

As she busied herself with decorating the baby's room, Sarah found herself imagining what their future together might look like. She pictured lazy afternoons spent cuddled together on the couch, bedtime stories whispered in hushed tones, and the sound of her baby's laughter filling the air.

And in those moments of quiet reflection, Sarah felt strengthened. She knew that the road ahead would be challenging, filled with obstacles and uncertainty. But she also knew that she was not alone – that she had the love of her unborn child to guide her, to give her strength when she needed it most.

With a newfound sense of determination, Sarah vowed to face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and resilience. She knew that she couldn't predict the future, but she refused to let fear dictate her actions.

Despite the newfound sense of independence and stability she had found in her new life, there was a lingering ache in Sarah's heart – a yearning for the companionship and support she had once shared with Derrick.

As she went about her daily routine, tending to her home and preparing for the arrival of her baby, she couldn't help but feel his absence like a dull ache, a constant reminder of the life they had once dreamed of together.

In the quiet moments of the evening, as she sat alone in her cozy apartment, Sarah often found herself lost in memories of Derrick – his warm smile, his gentle touch, the sound of his laughter echoing in her ears. She longed for his presence beside her, to share in the joys and challenges of building a new life together.

'Oh, how I miss you" she would often say.

With each passing day, the longing in Sarah's heart grew stronger, a bittersweet reminder of the love she had lost. She found herself reaching for her phone, instinctively dialing his number before remembering that he was no longer a part of her life. The silence on the other end of the line seemed to mock her, a cruel reminder of the empty space that had been left in his absence.

As she prepared for bed each night, Sarah would often find herself whispering his name into the darkness, a silent prayer for his safety and well-being. She wondered where he was, what he was doing, if he ever thought of her the way she thought of him.

'One day. Please. One day." She muttered.

But amidst the ache of loneliness, there was a belief that maybe, someday, they would find their way back to each other. She held to this hope like a lifeline, drawing strength from the possibility of a future where they could be together once more.

And as she drifted off to sleep, her hand resting on her swelling belly, Sarah whispered a silent promise to her unborn child – a vow to create a life filled with love and happiness, a life where they would never have to face the darkness alone.

And in that moment, surrounded by the warmth and love of her cozy apartment, Sarah felt a glimmer of hope begin to stir within her heart, a hope that someday, somehow, they would find their way back to each other, and their love would shine brighter than ever before.