In a heartfelt conversation, Mari shared with the woman standing before her, a close childhood friend of her fiancé, a woman whose delusions revolved around Liam's supposed affection. "Liam will never love you, even if I'm not here," Mari declared, tears welling up in her eyes. "He loves me and our child. He vowed that I would be the only one to bear his child."
But Elizabeth, consumed by jealousy and bitterness, laughed cruelly. "Do you really think he'd choose you? Remember that night after my birthday party? Liam spent the entire evening with me, not you. We were together, and I'm the reason for this pregnancy," she declared, her belly swelling with Liam's child. "Now, I don't need you anymore!"
With malice, Elizabeth pushed Mari down the stairs, the force of her fall intensified by Elizabeth's pregnancy. Mari's body screamed in agony, blood seeping from the wound, and she feared she might lose the baby. Despite the pain, Mari struggled to summon help, her mind reeling from the shocking revelation.
As Elizabeth called for aid, she confessed more secrets, her sympathy mixed with vindication. Mari, in disbelief, couldn't comprehend the depth of betrayal she'd witnessed in her dream. All she could focus on was saving her child and herself.
When Mari awoke, the vivid memory of her nightmare faded, leaving her heart heavy with the reality that she must confront if it ever became more than just a frightening dream.
