Semua Bab FROM HIS MAID TO HIS QUEEN : Bab 1 - Bab 5

Lily’s POVThey say life gets easier with time—that pain fades, that struggles make you stronger. But I don’t know who they are, because for me, it’s been the opposite. The older I get, the harder life becomes. And strength? It’s not something I feel. Not anymore.I’ve been going through a lot of pain and struggle, not just because my mom is a single mother, but because I was born out of rape. People call me names like daughter of a prostitute, a one-night seed, a mistake. They call my mother a prostitute, but I’ve never believed it. Even though I’ve seen many men with her, she keeps telling me not to believe what people say, that it's not true. She always says that without going into detail about what really happened. I’ve never asked—because I don’t want to open the wounds she’s still trying to heal.But even if she’s trying to move on, her past keeps hitting me… and leaving scars I never wished for.---The more I waited, the weaker I became—like a heavy load was dragging me down.

Lily's povIt had been a year—twelve long, agonizing months -- since my mother began her cycle of hospital visits. In and out, one sickness after another. Some whispered she had been cursed. Others said it was karma, that the work of her hands was fighting back, punishing her for past sins.I sat quietly beside her hospital bed, watching the rise and fall of her weak chest. Her skin looked pale, almost translucent, her eyes dull and tired. I could still remember how she used to talk about my father with longing. I remembered the way she told me she loved me. Her smile, every time she left the house to meet a client, still lingered in my memory.And I remembered the night I rushed into this hospital.The scent of antiseptic and fear hit me the moment I stepped through the entrance. I was panting, my chest tight, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. The nurse at the reception desk looked up, startled."Mrs. Diana Seren," I managed to say, breathlessly. "She was brought in... she