Novel & Cerita Dearest Daughter Poem

If not, the consequences would be unimaginable. Dexon's face was a bit pale. His hands were trembling as he lit another cigarette. "Young Master Yoseph, I am more heartbroken than you. My Eldest Daughter kidnapped my little daughter. Fortunately, no one died. Otherwise. . . How could I have the face to see my ancestors?" Yoseph looked at his aged face and stopped his anger. However, he was still a little angry. "Uncle should really take good care of your Eldest Daughter. She is indeed a little too arrogant."

Oh Goddess," She muttered as she unfolded it, her vision already blurry. "Dearest Kira, My daughter, even though not by blood, I know your heart is heavy right now, and I wish I could have done something or at least be able to carry some of that pain for you. But knowing you, I know you are strong, but still, you are my little girl. Wherever you go, remember that you are loved. Don't ever let anyone walk all over you; show them who you are. Don't let this pain dim your light. It will be hard, but I want you to keep shining as you always have.

'Dear Father, By the time, you are reading this, I would have been gone. Don't worry about me and don't come here to try and get me, it's too dangerous. I am sorry for bringing shame to you, it was never my intention to do so. Please try to live your life stress free and worry free. Don't get into a fight with Jax, it's not worth it. Take care of yourself, I love you so much and I really hope I get to see you again. Your loving daughter

nothing. [February 28, 2025] There's a girl in a group photo today. Her eyes... they looked like Charlotte's. I miss her so much, I start seeing her everywhere. [March 28, 2025] She called. For a moment, I felt alive again. But I ruined it. I said all the wrong things. I didn't mean to. I'll make it right next time. I will. [April 1, 2025] My daughter, Charlotte, is the best. Mommy will always, always love you.

she murmured, her voice filled with tenderness, “our daughter truly possesses a heart of gold.” I reached out to gently caress her cheek, my touch conveying the depths of my admiration and love. “And she has learned these virtues from you, my dear,” I whispered, my voice brimming with reverence. “You have raised her to be strong, compassionate, and caring. I am endlessly grateful for the woman you are and the mother you’ve become.”

I said, referring to her father. “You wouldn’t know anything about that.” I nodded slowly. “I have a daughter,” I said. “Lyra. I didn’t think that I would love anyone in the world as much as much as I love that little creature. Her mother is pride and glory, and I know that I wouldn’t be able to breathe without her by my side. And my daughter, the young little version of her mother… the good in me, the sense of my humanity…” Her gaze flicked to me.

That’s just worse than death itself, so I am leaving this letter to you hoping that it will give you some closure after my death. I just want to say a few simple things as every mother wanted to say to her daughter. Please be happy. That’s all I ask from you and please don’t cry much. I just hate seeing you cry. And also know that none of this is your fault. I know you will beat yourself saying that you are a bad daughter for not knowing it sooner but you are not. You are the best thing that happened to me, and I can’t be more proud when I see my beautiful, kind, passionate daughter every day. I love you so much, Ava. Remember that.

I will be tempted to look for her, but I know I can't. We watched as Adam's dad left in the night, with our daughter safely hidden in his arms. “Goodbye, Ayla.” We say, and I cry in the arms of the man I love.

"Weren't you the ones who killed her? "Why are you acting innocent? "You always knew I hated Estelle. You knew I went after her on purpose. You just pretended not to see it." A smile stayed on her lips, but her eyes were vicious. "From the day your real daughter came back, I treated her like a dog. "And you knew. "I drugged her water, fed her almonds even though she was allergic, and even used her blood as paint. "Mom, you used to say those paintings were beautiful. Remember?"

then you taken right decision only don't think about anything and dont let foolish thoughts of yours to make her sad see how she cried till today you supported her in everything but today you shouted on her cant you see how that little heart gets sad you're saying she sacrificed her dream to become doctor can't you see once it's her blood fashion and designing is in every drop of her blood no one can change it who knows may be that blood only dragged her to this field I can say proudly whatever my daughter do she will do to make us proud only she is a anger with selfless personality I'm proud to be say that she is my daughter"