mant that I should return home to get some rest. They advised me to come back in the afternoon.

y, his mom called just in time, saying, "He woke up

you, m

Ivan. As I gently pushed the door open, Ivan's mother warmly welcomed m

s no longer on the verge of death. Despite this, I couldn't shake the s

ressing his hand and planting a kiss on his

tter now. I love you so much, Ivan

my in-laws decided to stay a while longer. Just as we were finishing our

n of further movement. A smile graced my face as

th his doctor," my br

eyes, looking at the surrounding peo

. She gently stroked his arm while

nd his gaze fixed on his mother before shi

spoke, his voice perhaps strained

the doctor he had called, Ivan's gaze turned in my direct

ough us all. "Who are you?" he ask

at my moth

y hand that had been holding his. As a result, I slowly released it

believe that he do

on't you remember her?"

hook h

ed, his voice reflecting bot

from him, standing beside the doctor w

ed, still clearly bewildered. It app

e my heart. It was still Maureen. Even amidst his

tion and with a hint of anger. "I don't know her. Maur

ntinued

ds felt like a recurri

mom gently

d to the door when we

an, whose face imme

claimed to his

ined her composure, smiling as she approached Ivan. My husb

o leave the room. The pain was overwhelming, watching my husban

, but I have no c

e, but I am not

beneath the mahogany trees. In silence, tears welled up in

ing, incred

the case. Now I'm uncertain about my place in Ivan's family, espec

ed at the sky, trying to ease

about the happier times when

here was no one willing to lend an ear to my grievances, and I la

idea of removing myself from his life altogether. But where would I go? This w

my mother-in-law, who had

a, but don't worry; we're here to help you. We'll do eve

's alright, Mom. I understand

r hand on mine and n

at his memory

comes back, Maureen will always h

that you and Ivan can wor