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My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband Her Side Of The Story II
Lily Thompson I forced my face to stay still. No flinch, no tremor. Just a blank stare. If she wanted a reaction, she wouldn’t get it from me. The man I’d called father all my life—his shadow, his anger, his rules—wasn’t even mine. And the man who was mine, the one who thought about me enough to leave me a will, had been gone before I could even open my eyes to him. I dug my nails into my palm under the table, hard enough to sting, just to anchor myself. My throat wanted to close, to choke on the ache rising up, but I swallowed it down. She couldn’t see that. Her eyes searched me, like she was hoping for some soft crack in my armor. I kept my face smooth, my tone clipped, my shoulders straight. “After he died, I was twenty nine with a newborn,” she went on. “Your grandparents were gone. I was alone. I met him, the man I later married when you were ten months old. He was charming. He was patient with you. He brought diapers and soft toys. He told me I looked tired and that
My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband Her Side Of The Story
Lily Thompson I stared at the number written in my mother’s neat, careful handwriting on the envelope for a long time. I eventually picked up my phone and slowly her number into my phone keypad The digits blurred and came back into focus. My thumb hovered over the call button, then moved away, then hovered again. Isabella was in the living room humming to herself while she cut paper crowns out of colored sheets. Ryan was in the kitchen doing the dishes, sleeves rolled up, forearms wet. He knew I was postponing calling her even after I had decided I would call her today. He probably saw when I dialed her number in my phone because he looked over once and gave me a small nod. It wasn’t a push. It was permission to take my time. Somehow, that made it easier to breathe. I pressed the call button before I could change my mind. It rang once. Twice. “Hello?” Her voice was small. “It’s me,” I said. The words felt heavy. “Lily” “Lily.” The way she said my name made some
My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband The Envelope
Lily Thompson I couldn’t stop staring at the envelope. Even after Isabella climbed into the back seat, chattering about how her teacher had praised her drawing in class, even after Ryan buckled her in and started driving, even after the rice sat half-eaten in my lap, the envelope lay there like it weighed more than the car itself. I wanted to throw it out the window. I wanted to rip it into tiny pieces. I wanted to pretend it didn’t exist. But I couldn’t. Because whatever was inside had already cracked open a hole in my chest, and ignoring it wouldn’t patch me back together. “Mommy, are you okay?” Isabella’s little voice floated forward. I forced a smile in the rearview mirror. “I’m fine, sweetheart.” Her eyes, too much like mine, studied me for a second before she went back to pulling out her crayons. Kids knew when you were lying. But she was kind enough not to call me on it. Ryan didn’t speak either. His eyes flicked to me at every red light, his jaw tight, like
My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband Confrontation
Lily Thompson Her face. I didn’t think I’d ever see it again outside of nightmares. And yet here she was, standing right infront of me, eyes wide like she was afraid if she blinked I’d vanish. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. My throat closed, my heart slammed so hard it hurt. My hand twitched toward my chest, as if I could press the panic down. “Lily,” she whispered, like saying my name too loud would break the fragile moment. I took one step back. Ryan looked between us, and I hated the pity in his eyes. He didn’t understand. He couldn’t I kept my eyes on her, anger burning through the fear. “What are you doing here?” My voice shook, but I didn’t back down. “Please,” she said, hands twisting together. “Just let me talk. Five minutes.” “No.” I shook my head. “You don’t get five minutes. You don’t get anything.” My chest burned as I looked at her, the woman who had given me life and then cut me out of hers like I was nothing. “You don’t get to stand her
My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband Avoidance
Lily Thompson The second she stood up to walk up to me, my legs moved even before my mind could catch up I grabbed Theo and started moving. I didn’t stop to think. I didn’t give myself a second to process. I just turned and walked fast, too fast to look normal but not fast enough to count as running. My chest squeezed, my throat closed. The courtyard blurred, students’ faces smearing into streaks of color. My palms turned slick with sweat. She was here. My mother. The woman who disowned me. The woman whose voice had haunted me every single night, whose silence afterward cut deeper than any blade. She was here, standing in the courtyard of my college like the past hadn’t already crushed me once. “Lily!” Her voice cracked. The sound of it clawed at me. I knew that voice. I had once lived for it. I had once done everything to make her proud. And now it made bile rise in my throat. “Lily, please, just wait! Just let me talk to you!” I walked faster. My heart bange
My Daughter Found Me A Billionaire Husband Mom?
Lily ThompsonI’d made harder decisions in my life—signing away my pride in a contract, for one—but this one still knotted my stomach.College.It should have been simple. Choose a school, enroll, finish what I’d started before everything went to hell. But no matter how many shiny brochures I flipped through or how many “fresh start” articles I scrolled past online, one name kept coming back like a bruise I couldn’t stop poking.My old college.The place where everything began and ended. Where I laughed too loud in dorm hallways, scribbled notes I never got to use, kissed Ryan in stairwells when we were supposed to be studying. Where I first found out I was pregnant. Where he left me.Part of me wanted to torch it, never set foot near those halls again.But another part—the louder, angrier part—needed to.If I can walk through those halls and not break, I told myself, then I’ll know I’m stronger than the girl he left behind. I’ll know I’m not haunted anymore.So that’s where I was goi
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