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THE USELESS DAUGHTER OF THE SCOTT FAMILY FINALLY PROVES THE TITLE SHE BEARS AS SHE GETS A DIVORCE FROM SEAN KINGSTON. REASONS WITHHELD BY THE FAMILY FOR PRIVACY.
I knew it was just a matter of time till he discarded you (laughing emoji)- SOPHIA
Oh, have you seen his NEW MISTRESS? CLARA ANDERSON! CEO of a fashion line!!! OH, SEAN DEFINITELY HAS GOOD EYES!- SOPHIA
You never complimented him anyway! You are nothing but a weak and useless wife and daughter! No wonder everyone wants you out of their lives! Your father and your husband! No one wants you, b*tch!- SOPHIA
She kept spamming me with numerous links from blogs that posted about my divorce and messages attached with pictures. I remember vividly that years ago, I had to block her from contacting me because she kept sending me death threats and tried to put suicidal thoughts in my head. She found another to send me messages now. This time out of the all the times.
All thanks to Mary and the girls who helped me overcome it.
I think my father saw this coming. That was why he had told me that he would never accept me into his house anymore. At that time, I would no longer just be the useless daughter but a disgraceful divorced ex-wife. I swallowed the huge lump in my throat, my fingers trembling on the screen of my phone.
Panic crept into my chest as my lips quivered. I had decided that I would not cry over spilled milk but the emotions I had locked up in my heart were starting to spill.
I’M SURE SEAN WILL BE CELEBRATING THAT HE FINALLY GOT RID OF YOU!! GET RID OF YOURSELF TOO! NO ONE WANTS YOU! DON’T YOU GET IT? YOUR MOTHER LEFT YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE A DISGRACE! YOUR FATHER GAVE YOU TO HIS ENEMY TO GET MARRIED TO HIS SON! - SOPHIA
I AM SURE YOU MUST HAVE THOUGHT THAT DREY AND DADDY WERE FRIENDS? Tada! YOU WERE JUST A MEANS TO AN END, GLORY!- SOPHIA
Tears clouded my vision as I read what she kept sending. My mother left me because I was a disgrace. Was that why she didn't fight when she was sick? Because she didn't want to hang around me? Am I cursed or what?
Why is everyone leaving me? What if Harriet leaves me? What if she sends me out like Sean did? Like my father did?
The tears were slipping down my cheeks now as I looked down at the screen.
KILL YOURSELF! YOU ARE WORTHLESS!- SOPHIA
I should kill myself. Maybe if I did, everyone is going to be happy. I rose to my feet, my phone in my hand and I glanced around the kitchen in a haze. I saw the knife on the counter. Picking it up, I stared at how sharp and glistening the edge was. It will do the job well.
I lifted the knife in the air, closing my eyes tight. I am sorry. I am sorry. Mom! Dad! I am sorry. And my kids… I... I don't think…
I felt a surge of sudden anger course through me and I turned around, stabbing the apple on the tray. My eyes widened as I breathed out heavily, my chest heaving with rapid breaths.
Hot tears spilled from my eyes, plastering on my cheeks as I stared at my phone. Sean… he only revealed that he was getting married again. He didn't reveal the reason! He didn't reveal he cheated on me! What was I thinking? That he was the man of my dreams? No!!! He was my nightmare.
A nightmare I have been living with.
And why should I kill myself? I sucked in a deep breath. Why should I kill myself when he was the bad person? Why should I kill myself when they all chose to make me the scapegoat?
They will regret it. Every one of them. They used me. They broke me. They wanted to kill me.
I let out a maniacal laugh when I remembered how Sophia almost drowned me in the pool. I had told my dad then but he didn't believe me. She did it again and threatened me that if I told Dad, she would make him send me to an orphanage.
My father! My father never believed me. He stopped caring for me when he lost mom! I lost my mother and lost my father as well. I lost my heart and my husband. All I have left… I glanced down at my belly. I let go of the knife and held my belly with tender care.
All I have left are my kids. I will never... Never allow anyone to hurt them. Never!
• • •
My eyes spilled open and I was met with the rolling fan and white ceiling. I jerked up instantly, looking around frantically.
Where was I?
“Glory.” Mary’s voice snapped at the door and I looked at her. She looked worried, holding up a plate of soup, maybe.
She set it down beside me, taking a seat beside me. “You…”
“What happened?” My voice was croaked and my throat hurt.
A painful expression appeared on his face. “We found you on the floor in the kitchen,” She said, swallowing hard.
“On the floor?” I asked her.
She nodded. “In… in blood.” She added alas.
My eyes widened and I looked down immediately. “My babies?”
“They are fine.” She added hurriedly, giving me a shaky smile.
“How many hours have I been out?” I asked, dread filling me at the answer.
“Three days.”
I fell back to the pillow, letting out a deep sigh. I tried to remember how I had passed out but nothing came. What happened?
“Hmm, Glory,” Mary called but then Harriet and Laura stepped into the room.
They came to meet me immediately and held me. And for the first time, I felt like I was surrounded by my sisters.
“Harriet,” I patted my palm then offered Laura a grateful smile which she returned.
“Glory?” Mary called my name again.
I faced her. “Y-Yes?”
Harriet and Mary shared a look. “You should tell her.” She mumbled.
“Mary?” I called her name cautiously.
She blinked up at me, tears brimming her eyes. “Glory,” She said again.
At this point, my heart was starting to pound hard in my chest. “W-What happened? You... You said my kids were fine… is it true?” My lips quivered, trying to blink past the tears forming in my eyes.
“You see, Glory. I lied.” A sob broke out of her. “You… you lost your kids. They are gone. When you fell, you lost a… a lot of blood and when we found you, it was already too late and you were… we could only save you.” Her mouth spoiled in a cry as she held my hands.
“No,” It came out of my mouth inaudibly then I stilled.
Current coursed through my body and I began to tremble hard and fast… I remembered it all now.. Everything… I could hear their faint voices and saw nothing… Everything… I was bleeding and I was dizzy and… I fell. Just like that.
With a loud, shrill scream, I died.
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|GLORY| THE USELESS DAUGHTER OF THE SCOTT FAMILY FINALLY PROVES THE TITLE SHE BEARS AS SHE GETS A DIVORCE FROM SEAN KINGSTON. REASONS WITHHELD BY THE FAMILY FOR PRIVACY. I knew it was just a matter of time till he discarded you (laughing emoji)- SOPHIA Oh, have you seen his NEW MISTRESS? CLARA ANDERSON! CEO of a fashion line!!! OH, SEAN DEFINITELY HAS GOOD EYES!- SOPHIAYou never complimented him anyway! You are nothing but a weak and useless wife and daughter! No wonder everyone wants you out of their lives! Your father and your husband! No one wants you, b*tch!- SOPHIAShe kept spamming me with numerous links from blogs that posted about my divorce and messages attached with pictures. I remember vividly that years ago, I had to block her from contacting me because she kept sending me death threats and tried to put suicidal thoughts in my head. She found another to send me messages now. This time out of the all the times. All thanks to Mary and the girls who helped me overcome it







