Heartscape Diaries

!**The Healing Garden**!

**Warning: This book contains sensitive themes and graphic content. Reader discretion is advised.**

I had a loving wife and three beautiful newborn triplets. They were my world, and I would do anything for them. I still remember how we lost our first baby . But the past is past and now we are so happy . But when the doctors told me I had less than a week to live, I couldn't bring myself to tell my family. I couldn't bear to see the tears in my wife's eyes, so I kept my illness a secret and started earning for them . And once when I die they could still live happily.

I loved my wife more than anything, and the thought of leaving her and our children behind tore me apart. One night, consumed by pain and despair, I decided to end my life. But as I stood on the edge, ready to jump, I couldn't do it. I was too scared of what lay beyond. I was too scared that my wife would end her life too . I loved her more than anything.

On my way back home, I felt a wave of dizziness and collapsed. When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by a beautiful garden. The air was fresh, and a gentle breeze rustled the flowers. I felt a sense of peace wash over me, and for the first time in a long time, I felt truly alive.

For the next three days, I visited the garden often, each time feeling stronger and healthier. On the day the doctors had predicted I would die, I went for a checkup. To everyone's astonishment, there was no trace of the disease in my body. I was healed.

Overjoyed, I returned to the garden to thank whatever force had saved me. But this time, the garden felt different. There was a man waiting for me, and he seemed... otherworldly.

"I completed my promise," he said, his voice echoing. "Now it's your turn to sacrifice one. You are healed because I sacrificed someone, and now if you want to live more, you have to make someone a victim here."

I ran home, terrified thinking about the stupidity he told .  The next day, I returned to the garden, only to find a woman waiting for me. She looked familiar, and then I realized—it was my beloved wife.

In that moment, I understood. She had deceived me, made me a victim to save herself . She had sacrificed our unborn child, which she had told me was a miscarriage . Now she is standing there with the tripletes ready to sacrifice them .

I was paralyzed with shock and grief. I could not move I could not scream . I could only stare at her eyes , those eyes which once held the  light I couldn't believe that the person I loved most in the world had betrayed me so deeply. And then, as I stood there, broken and lost, the biggest twist of all hit me—I was not in a garden. I was in a purgatory, a place where souls were trapped, forced to make impossible choices for eternity.

And I realized that I would never escape.