Zara’s POV
As they say, everyone has their breaking point.
Mine had arrived.
The love I once carried for Lucas had been extinguished; snuffed out by the cruelty of his words, the recklessness of his actions, and the cold indifference he showed to our son. For my son, I would endure anything. For Lucas… I could endure no more. It was the last straw!
Lucas stood in front of me, his face flushed from my slap. His eyes held surprise, regret, and perhaps a glimmer of realization. But it was too late. His apologies meant nothing to me anymore.
“Your presence here is not required,” I whispered, my voice trembling with anger and sadness. “You had the chance to be a father but you chose to destroy everything! And now, I won't let you hurt our son any longer.”
“Zara…” he called my name.
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