Cyrus Hargrave

Between me and his past lies a child he never wished to love. Arthur and I married when youth was already

**Diary Entry** I couldn’t care for my mother, but she has all the energy to take me to court!

**”Sister-in-Law in Love—And We’re Left Holding the Baby Again”** It was July, and as usual

**Monday, 12th June** I walked the familiar path to the nursery—the same one I’d taken for years to pick

“A Sister? No, Thank You…” It’s been a while since I last opened the door to my own sister.

Zinaida was marrying off her daughter. There weren’t too many guests—about 35—mostly relatives and friends

When Emily first saw those two pink lines on the pregnancy test, she was sitting on the cold bathroom

I’ve always believed family is everything. There’s nothing quite like the bond of kinship—love, understanding

My mother-in-law curses me for stealing her son, who refused to serve her every whim. Three years ago

**Diary Entry – 21st October** If someone had told me one sentence could erase years of love, devotion