The Greatest Regret

"The fifth year of my marriage to Silas marked a turning point I would never forget. Our son, Yael, was kidnapped.The ransom was set at ten million dollars, an insignificant amount for Silas, yet his response chilled me to the core. “No rush. A Gardner needs to experience some hardships to grow.”Ten million meant nothing to him, but Yael’s life meant everything to me. I dropped to my knees, tears streaming down my face, and begged him relentlessly, pleading for Yael to be brought home as soon as possible.Silas, however, remained unmoved.Three days later, Yael was returned to us, but the cheerful boy I knew was gone. He had been so traumatized that he could not speak.Far from showing concern, Silas coldly remarked, “Yuna said Yael keeps telling everyone at school she’s a fatherless child. Let’s see how he spreads lies now.” His words cut through me like a knife.I picked Yael up in my arms and whispered softly in his ear, “Don’t be afraid, Yael. Mommy will take you away from here.”"