Daughter Quotes From Mother 소설 & 이야기

Napailing nalang si Mom. "I am so disappointed and feel ashamed that I choose you as my Husband!" The last sentence my Mom said before walked towards me and hug me tight. My father frozed. "I won't let anyone to hurt you, Baby."she lift up my chin. "No one will hurt you and be your life judge even your own father. Do you understand?" I just nodded and smile.

I just put a light make up that suits my soft feature before getting my white slingbag and get out of the room. Nang bumaba ako ay narinig ko na naman ang baritonong boses ni Callum at ang matinis na boses ni Hestia. “Mommy loves you, Daddy! She’s just a little . . . shy.” my daughter said with an accent in her little voice. Agad namang kumunot ang noo ko nang mapagtanto ang pinag-uusapan ng mag-ama. “You think so?” Callum asked with so much happiness in his voice. Damn him. Sinusulit niya kainosentehan ng anak ko, hindi naman totoo sinasabi niyan! Uto-uto!

At higit sa lahat, ng dahil sa kaniya natuto ulit akong mangarap at harapin muli ang bukas ng may ngiti at puno ng pag-asa. And just like the song, as long as I live I will always love her. I will always hold her. I will always look for her and I will always be here and stay by her side forever. "Take care of my daughter. I said it before, but I will say it again. Love her, and make her feel that thing called happiness that she's longing for." Don Zaldy said as he gave his daughter's hand unto mine. "I will... Until my last breath." I answered while staring at Zafy's eyes.

Umupo si Solace katabi sa kanyang mga magulang kaya mag kaharap kami ngayon. "Pa. Ma."Tinapik ko ang balikat ng aking ama at humalik naman ako sa pisngi ng aking ina. Umupo na kami sa upuan at nag simula ng mag order. "That's your son and daughter, Chase?"My mother sweet voice broke the silence. She looked at me happily and then to Solace, she smiled to Solace. My mother is sweet, nice and elegant. She defends me a lot, fought to my father because of me

"Kahit magmaskara ka pa, mukha mo lang ang nakikita ko anak. Kahit mabulag ako, habang-buhay nang nakatanim sa utak ko kung gaano kaganda ang mukha ng anak ko." Hindi ko naman napigilang maluha. Mommy was the sweetest of all. Alam na alam n'ya talaga kung paano ako aluin. "Chin up anak, hindi ka namin pinalaking gan'yan ng Daddy. Akuin mo ang araw na 'to, you are the most gorgeous girl today." "Ngayon lang?" pagbibiro ko. Tumawa naman si Mommy. "You will be forever our prettiest daughter, always remember that, okay?"

I-I don't deserve to be their daughter. To Mom: Thank you, Mom. I love you too so much. As Dad said, I'm a disgrace to our family but Mom said the opposite. It's enough for me to be strong. My Mom's words will always be my comfort. I felt Rhys hold my hand onto my lap. I turn my gaze to him and gave him a tight smile. "What's wrong?" His eyes were darting with concern, I just shook my head at him. He smiled and get his handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped my tears away.

Hindi niya kayang tiisin ang mga hitsura ng mga ito. “Pourquoi n'essaies-tu pas de nous faire confiance, maman ? Nous te promettons de ne pas te décevoir,” usal ni Aurora. Her innocent eyes are looking at her. [translation: Why don't you try and trust us, mommy? We promise not to fail you.] And how can she refuse that kind of look on her daughter’s face?

She doesn’t know what’s going inside her daughter’s head, but she can say something to assure her. “Charlie,” masuyong tawag niya sa anak. Tiningala siya nito. Sadness was clearly written on her daughter’s face. If only she had the power to take away the ugly words her daughter heard, she’ll do just that. But words, once said cannot be taken back. Just like regrets, it stays. She reached for her daughter’s cherub cheeks and caressed it ever so gently. “I love you, Charlie. And I’m sure, your Daddy, once he meets you, he’ll love you too. He’s just a little busy… uhm… fighting monsters so that we’ll be safe.”

Aunt Laura gently held both of my hands, squeezing them with warmth and care. Her eyes were soft, filled with something heavy — grief, maybe guilt, or both. “Hija,” she said quietly, her voice trembling, “I hope you’ll not hate your mother. She loves you. So much, more than you’ll ever know.”

Zoie's innocent voice pierced through the morning air, her question hanging conveyed a sense of longing and uncertainty. Luke felt a heavy weight settle in his chest at Zoie's question, and he had to swallow hard before responding to his daughter. "Mommy is out there somewhere," he began, his voice thick with emotion. "We may not be able to see her anymore, but she's in a better place now," he replied, his words tinged with both sorrow and acceptance. The truth of her mother's passing might be difficult for Zoie to fully comprehend at her young age. Ruby may not have been the perfect mother for Zoie, but she was still her mother, nonetheless. Despite their differences, the bond between mothe