His Mom's Perspective

Sara POV

"He is a grown man now, and he is not living with me." She placed the soup bowl on the table and sat on the side stool near the bed.

"Did he come here to meet you?" I asked her to tell me more about her feelings for him.

"No, he didn't come here; now he doesn't even talk to me." Tears filled her eyes.

"Please don't cry, Aunty." I wiped away her tears because I already knew the whole story and didn't want to reopen her old wound.

"Sometimes we make grave mistakes for which we must bear the consequences for the rest of our lives." Her gaze remains fixed on the floor, and her tone is filled with seriousness. I was well aware that she was talking about her betrayal of Aron, so I quietly nodded my head when I heard her.

"Sara, I attempted to communicate with my son numerous times, but he refused to engage with me once he caught me in the act." I'm not sure why she's opening up to me, but I feel awful about lying to her about myself once more.

"We never had a positive relationship because Aaron's father was constantly preoccupied with his business and other matters. He ignored me all the time. I broke entirely when I discovered him red-handed with his mistress one day. I had always desired a faithful companion, but following his betrayal, I became disinterested in relationships and focused on my career.

At that time, I was pregnant, and after birthing Aron, I thought everything in my married life had turned around, but nothing changed between us after Aron's birth. I began to feel Aron was a burden to me because I alone had to take care of all of his needs. When he requested my attention, I became irritated with him and began lying to him. I wanted to live a free life and fulfill all my desires, which Aron's dad never fulfilled for me." She stared at Aron's picture, telling me about her life.

Though I was still not sure why she was giving me her secret story, I sat down quietly on the bed and gave her the whole attention she needed to tell me her side of the tale.

"Sara, I am a terrible mother. I went to spend my Christmas evening with my lover, leaving my son at his aunt's place. It wasn't until Aron caught me red-handed that I realized my error. Upon witnessing his wrath against me, my guilt overwhelmed me. I made numerous attempts to beg for his pardon, but he detested me so much that he refused to speak with me. I hope he will be able to forgive me soon, as I want to die peacefully after receiving his pardon." She sobbed out loudly.

"Please don't cry, aunt. Only those with courage have the fortitude to acknowledge their faults and accept them." I patted her shoulder to comfort her.

"I apologize for upsetting you by sharing my issues with you. However, I felt a connection to you, so I told you about my suffering. You are aware that living alone is difficult." She forced a smile on her face.

"It's completely ok, Aunty; you can share anything with me." I wanted to speak with him so that I could give him his mother's perspective, but I am unable to do so at this time. I already feel so hurt by him that I don't want to be close to him again.

"Why don't you try calling him again, aunt?" Even though I know it would be dangerous for me if she told him about me, if my advice helps her get her son back, then I'm willing to take this risk.

"I'm not brave enough to approach him, Sara. What will I tell him?" She hesitated to dial his number.

"Aunty, at least make an effort to speak with him; I'm sure he'll be understanding and forgiving of your previous transgressions."

I'm sure he missed his family. I always noticed a void in his eyes, but he hid his pain behind anger and addiction.

"Sara, how do you know so much about my son's response to my phone call? Have you ever had the pleasure of meeting him?" She looked at me suspiciously.

I wanted to tell her everything, but once more, my transgression kept me from doing so. Even though I would like to, I am unable to tell her the truth because doing so would expose me as a murderer.

"I'm just making assumptions based on my past encounters. No child can be upset with his mother for a long time." I tried to dispel her suspicion about me.

"Should I call him now?" She gave me a curious glance.

"Yes, you need to speak with him right away."

I am also eager to hear his voice. One month has already passed without hearing or seeing him. I want to know how he is doing in his life. Did he miss me? No, he didn't miss me; I'm not that important to him. I'm sure he's content without me, enjoying the company of new women every day. My heart ached when I imagined him romanticizing with other women, but now I have to learn from this pain and accept the situation as it is.

When he received her call, my heartbeat quickened in anticipation of hearing his voice, but she abruptly disconnected the call before he could speak to her.

"I can't do it, Sara. I need time to prepare myself before confronting him." She looked at me with a pleading gaze.

"It's ok, Aunty. Take your time until you're fully ready to tell him your side of the story." I took her hand and offered her encouragement.

My heart has always been curious about him, even though we're apart. Every time her phone buzzed, I looked at her, hoping that Aaron had called her. However, to my disappointment, Aaron never contacted her. I was curious about Aron's whereabouts, so one day, I secretly dialed Neil's number from her phone. In this situation, I can only trust Neil because he is the only one who has supported me through difficult times.

"Where are you, Sara? I'm very concerned about you." He seemed worried about me.

"I am all right, Neil. Please tell me how's Aron." I know it sounds selfish to him, but without Aron, I am so restless.

"I don't understand what's wrong with you, Sara; Aron is doing just fine without you and is enjoying his life." Hearing Neil's remarks crushed my heart.

"Sara, please tell me where you are; I want to meet you." I noticed her approaching the room, so I disconnected the call without answering him and placed her phone on the table after adding his number to the blacklist.