Chapter 2

21 years passed. Now Lisa has grown into a beautiful, simple, hardworking girl. There was no happiness in him, especially after his father was gone. He suffered more.

Just remembered what Rosa said 21 years ago. "Let's treat the child together. I will love him like my own. "It was all bullshit. The fact that Rosa had been living all her life as a double life. He was always kind to Lisa in front of han and bad when he was behind han. Like the stepmother in the story.

Like Caroline said, Lisa's gonna be a strong kid. Lisa was able to stand still for the suffering and torture provided by Rosa. Elga too, for Rosa, had always instilled a sense of hatred in her. No wonder Elga is as ruthless as Rosa, who was as good as torturing Lisa.

Elga continued her studies at the best universities, while Rosa always forbade Lisa to continue.

"Don't expect you to go to college like Elga. Your brain won't be able to afford higher education, better off working and making a lot of money for us. "So Rosa said after Lisa finished high school three years ago.

"Okay, mom."

"Don't you ever complain about this to your father!"

"Okay, mom."

There was never a word of resistance that came out of Lisa's mouth. No way lisa could refuse, she was always threatened by complaining to her father. Rosa always threatened to kill her father if she dared to take the matter to him.

Scared? Of course Lisa was scared. All that's been protecting her is her father. That's why Lisa stuck to the stamp tub every father was at home to avoid torture from his mother.

The mental and physical abuse Lisa always accepts. Maybe if someone else had accepted them they would have lost their mind. But look at how Lisa is still standing strong despite her silent cries.

While physical abuse from mild to severe Lisa has experienced it. Rosa is never fooling around with Lisa. Lisa's whole body was already full of 1 2 torture wounds, but thank god there's been a lot of fading away.

Now Lisa is struggling to provide for her and her mother. While Rosa and Elga berated with han's belongings. It was a lot of money, and yet lisa could never see or feel it. It is even the day-to-day requirement that pays for it. Rosa did not want to know, and elga, who was said to have been working, sometimes robbed Lisa of her savings.

"If only this house had been mine, I'd have made sure the boy would be homeless."

Lisa deliberately hid the certificate of home that she now lived in because this was the only thing that her father had left. He would not have allowed the house to fall into the hands of sly ones like Elga and Rosa.

Even though this house is officially Lisa's, she doesn't have the power to drive her mother and sister away. Pity and pity always enveloped his heart.

A night breeze burst through Lisa's open window. Lisa sat motionless on a small desk that hadn't been replaced since she went to elementary school.

The table was old and couldn't hold the heavy goods. With the plastic recliner repeated, the colored kusri plastic is starting to change.

I don't know what she's been able to shut down those chocolate beads. Perhaps fatigue and a yearning for two already happy parents in heaven.

There was nothing special in the room, but it was the only cozy resting place. Actually the one-story house was quite large, with four rooms. Three were large and the other was small near the kitchen that was supposed to be room for the servants.

Rosa and elga occupied the two large rooms, while the other was accidentally emptied for the guest room. Rosa had indeed lost her mind, the owner of the house earned her unsuitable property.

After a few moments of slouching in front of the window. Lisa closed her window and dumped her on a single wooden bed. The most excellent bed of the time, more than a dozen years ago. The bed had never been replaced, and even though it was damaged lisa was wearing it and was covered with a thin floor bed to prevent the use of it.

Far from worthy, even more worthy servants' rooms in other houses. Even the ceiling is colorless, with large amounts of black because of the leaking tiles, it also gives rise to mold stains.

If you look at the side of the door, there's a cabinet. Plastic triple shelf with the right side left. The door to the cabinet contained glass that had already broken into three sections. For Lisa it's still very decent, still able to look in the mirror for her.

Lisa took something under her pillow, a picture of her smiling father and mother. It was the only photo left, and then some of it was burned.

Rosa deliberately burned all the photos and memories of her father and mother. He doesn't want any pictures of another woman with him and Han.

Hiks... Hiks...

The low crying, but the tears that must have washed Lisa's smooth face. "If only mom were alive. I wouldn't be like this, "she says.

"Lisa is so tired, mom has to fend for herself. If Lisa can come with you, I want to be like you happy people in heaven."

His body curled up in a thin cloth, hugging the dying photograph. Gradually the two beautiful beads were perfectly at rest. His body is tired, so is his mind.

Poor Lisa. in your own home, you must suffer. The people you keep keep torturing more and more. You should try a little courage against them. Your life will be at peace.

But your heart is so pure, you have no grudge against them at all. When it's obvious they make you suffer every day, if it isn't you. Elga and Rosa must be in hell by now.

You haven't even noticed for years. If this is real life, don't you compare it to a fairy tale life. You are not Cinderella, for one day there will be a prince who will save you from this pain.

Life is in your hands, you should just choose. Get away from them and be free of expelling them from your castle.

Too bad your guts are so small miss, you dare not take any action. Instead, you feel pity and pity for those who clearly have no compassion for you. May happiness always be with you little miss, god has planned everything for you.

TBC