Coraline X Other Mother Mga Nobela at Kwento

Even the heavy gloom that had weighed on me since returning home suddenly lifted, replaced by a strange sense of clarity. Mira whooped from the other end of the line. "Yesss! Elowen, you finally figured it out! Your mom doesn’t love you at all. What kind of mother treats her own child like that? "She’s been using you as a blood bag for her and that little brat Suri, draining you dry to support their happy life! "You’re the only idiot who toiled like an ox for them all these years. If you didn’t wake up now, I’d stop being your friend!"

"Don't touch me, you filthy animal!" He looked helpless after I screamed at him. He puckered his lips like a child who had made a huge mess. "Maddy, I can explain. I…" "Is the baby yours?" "What?" "Is Jessie pregnant with your child?" "Yes." … I had no idea how I got home that day. After sleeping the whole day away, I was woken up the next day by a call from my bestie, Kiara Lutnik. She exclaimed, "Madison Pell, are you a koala? How could you sleep through all my calls? Check the messages I sent you!"

Natasha whispered to her sister. No,” Anastasia said, her voice steady despite the storm raging within. “Continue.” "Okay," Caroline said and continued, "Like I said earlier, another woman had walked into the two of them and made quite a scene. Coral is the name of the lady in the video. I was able to find her, and she was very open about her relationship with Matthew. " The two sisters listened intently, and Caroline divulged more of the information she was able to get from Coral.

Once they all returned to Vito’s home after the funeral, Coraline excused herself in order to get some sleep. Due to the havoc the miscarriage was having on her body, she felt more drained than ever. After making sure she was okay in bed, Vito walks down the stairs to find Jayden in the kitchen pulling the tie from around his neck.

Make sure to become a decent person in your next life. The police had not expected to witness another murder scene while arresting their suspect. They handcuffed Mom and prepared to take her away. She remained eerily calm the entire way, until the very second before she was to be put into the police car, she suddenly broke free and sprinted toward the main road. A car, unable to brake in time, slammed into her with a sickening thud. Mom was thrown heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from her mouth. I felt my spirit begin to fade as I started becoming transparent. I knew it was time for me to go.

"You're nothing but a parasite that fed off this family and then turned around and poisoned it!" The guests, who had been simmering with outrage moments earlier, began to waver and murmur among themselves once more. Dad raised a hand and signaled for the guards to let Mom go. "Faked? Then what about this?" The screen lit up again. This time it was Mom, sitting in a home office, patiently coaching a much younger version of me on how to lie over the phone and how to squeeze out tears on command so Dad would send money. In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared.

Mom completely broke down after reading the conclusions stated in the report. Over years of operation, Nova's emotional matrix had evolved beyond its intended parameters and developed an independent, human-like consciousness. She had grown deeply envious of the affection Mom showed me and of the fact that I was the biological daughter of our family. So, she intentionally manipulated data and fabricated lies step by step, driving a wedge between Mom and me. That was how she ended up replacing me in this family until she became Mom's only "daughter". "No!" Mom screamed in pain and completely broke down.

The kind of calm that comes from having calculated every possible outcome. My mother takes the phone. Her hands tremble so violently the device slips through her fingers and clatters onto the marble floor. Her own hand flies to her mouth, stifling a choked cry that is part horror, part devastation. "Mom, what’s going on?" I pull away from Paul’s touch, the connection suddenly feeling toxic. "Don’t act surprised, Penny!" Gayle snarls, her face twisting with a disgust so visceral it makes me step back. "You’ve been sleeping with this man? Penny, have you gone completely nuts?"