Marry stood by the window, gazing out at the quiet world beyond. The room was silent now, though outside, the city was alive with noise. Yet inside her mind, a storm raged—thoughts colliding, guilt pressing down on her chest.
"Will I always be punished for my mistakes? Will I ever know love? If only… if only I could set everything right, just once," she whispered to herself, lost in the weight of her regrets.
Her eyes lingered on the empty space before her, unaware that she wasn’t alone. A shadow moved—dark, silent, observing.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed from the balcony. Marry spun around, shocked. On the floor lay a girl, no more than seventeen, clearly intoxicated, who had collided with a table in her fall. Marry’s heart leapt. She rushed forward instinctively—but before she could reach her, a boy appeared, lifting the girl effortlessly. He didn’t even glance at Marry, carrying the girl away.
A pang of helplessness tore through her. Her voice caught in her throat, filled with the unshed tears she had been holding. Despite her anger at the situation, she could see it in his expression—this was not the first time. And yet, even in the chaos, Marry’s sorrow swallowed her voice.
"What… what is going on at this hour?" she whispered, almost to herself.
The boy and girl ignored her completely. Marry stepped forward, trying again.
"I’m asking you… both of you something!"
The girl stopped and turned slowly, her words slurred but sharp, her intoxication unable to hide the clarity in her eyes.
"And who are you to ask questions?"
Marry’s anger flared. Her voice shook but carried authority.
"I am your mother, and I am telling you… speak within your limits! Do you understand?"
The boy finally spoke, his tone calm but cutting.
"Mother, as if you even know what that means. All of this… it’s your doing, Mrs. Marry William. Don’t pretend otherwise."
Marry’s eyes filled with tears. She whispered through the pain in her voice:
"What setup have you made? Tell me… what have I done to deserve this?"
The girl’s voice trembled, faltering but piercing.
"You did nothing. And that’s exactly the problem. You never did anything for anyone but yourself. Today… you are Marry William, a successful businesswoman. But you never became a mother. You never became… what really matters."
The boy turned and carried the girl away again, leaving Marry frozen. The weight of their words struck her like arrows. She sank to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.
Then, the shadow—the dark figure that had been standing silently in her room—spoke, its voice deep and commanding:
"Change everything."
The words echoed through the room, shaking her to her core. And in that instant, Marry felt the first tremors of something impossible, something that could alter the course of everything she thought she knew.
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