For The Love Of Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

she paused, "sometimes he doesn't even like that you're his daughter." Her daughter looked at her with confusion and sadness in her eyes. "But why doesn't he like me? Why doesn't he want me to be his daughter?" Chelsea took another deep breath, tears stinging her eyes. "I don't know, baby. I don't. But what I do know is that no matter what Daddy thinks or does, I will always love you and be here for you. Always." She took her daughter's small hand in hers, holding it tightly. "You are my pride and joy, my little angel. I will do anything to make you proud of me, even if Daddy rejects me later, I will always love you, and nothing can ever change that."

do it, if I hadn't been stopped, if you hadn't been there, if you hadn't searched, if you hadn't found, if you hadn't saved your father, saved the truth, saved what I wanted to destroy, what I wanted to kill, what I wanted to erase, annihilate, make disappear, like Viviane, like Gérard, like everything that stood in the way of my path, my plans, my lies, my secrets, my crimes, I loved you, Élianor, I loved you, and I will love you always, no matter what happens, no matter what you do, no matter what you say, no matter what you choose, because you are my daughter, because I raised you, because I watched you grow up, smile, cry, live, be happy, be sad, be angry, be loved, be hated, be everyth

My father specifically saying, "Katherine I don't know whether to call you dumb or stupid... My daughter doesn't love you, at least not in the way you are hoping she does..." "You don't know what you are talking about Mr Phakathi..." I heard my girlfriend respond. "Oh I know exactly trust me. I might not be as smart as you, a Doctor I mean.. but I know that not long ago my daughter lost her mother and it killed her inside, after the funeral she got into her car and drove, which lead to the collision between you two, then you saved her life there... now tell me if I'm wrong, you are old and caring, you were there you showed her what she's been missing from her mother.. love.... and she had no

she howled, the veins in her head popping out. "My goodness! Your father sure took an iron hold of you more than I expected," she said dolefully as she shook her head in despair. "I thought I stand a chance to sway your heart even just a little bit but sadly I have been gravely mistaken." Khole stared at her own daughter in shock, grief, and despair. "But I won't give up on you. No matter how far your father intends to push me away. Distance only makes the heart grow fonder. I will always love you, Amber Harvard. Regardless of whatever atrocities your father may have committed. Don't ever forget that."

"You know that Evans is the only brother you have and as well my son. I've wanted the best for you too and now it's your turn to do the same. Let him feel special and appreciate his wife only for a day. Please,I'm begging you" "Fine but I'm doing this because of the love and respect I've for my brother and not for his crazy wife" "Natasha!" "What? Just saying"

He simply looked at her with quiet, devastating contempt. “Go to your room,” he said. “The door will be locked from the outside starting tonight. You will leave only when it is time to walk down the aisle. You have had your tantrum. Now you will grow up.” Mary climbed the stairs slowly, each step heavy. She entered her room without a word. The door closed. A moment later, she heard the bolt slide into place. The sound echoed through her bones. She lay down on the bed and stared at the wall, understanding with terrible clarity that she was no longer a daughter.

Every time, I had chosen to forgive, to understand, to doubt myself. And every time, she was secretly gloating, pushing the boundaries further. "I was so stupid!" Tears I could no longer hold back streamed down my face. "What kind of fool was I?" "It wasn't just her." My mother's voice grew colder. "Your father, the Don, wasn't he manipulated just as easily? Or perhaps... the rest of the Moretti family allowed themselves to be manipulated." Her words struck the most painful chord in my heart. "Did they... did they ever love me?" my voice was barely a whisper. "Even a little?"

Her best friend. “Fine, I’ll figure something out, wait in the living room.” When my daughter was gone I shook the man in my bed awake. “Hey, I’m pretty sure we fucked last night,” I said when his eyes opened. “Are you sober enough to drive me to drop my daughter off at school??” He groaned as he sat up and looked around. “I don’t have my car,” he said. “I can call a rideshare app now, I’ll pay.” He yawned. “I’m Andrew by the way.”

I just looked him in the eye and smiled. “You already made up your mind for everyone. So who exactly is this ‘let me choose’ performance for? The reporters? Or the people you do business with?” Seraphina blinked fast. She stepped closer, grabbed my father’s arm, and let her voice break at just the right moment. “Brielle, do not speak to Dad that way. He only worries about you. He is scared that no one will ever marry you.” Her voice carried just enough for the nearby tables to hear. Someone nodded along. Someone let out a sigh. Someone mumbled that the older daughter was so kind and thoughtful.

Philia's pov "Mommy, Will daddy come see me before I die?," After all these my daughter's tiny desperate voice stills ghosts across my ears and my lips still tasted bitter with the lies that flowed through. "You won't die my little moon,"I wept, "...your Daddy will be here soon, he promised," the warmth was already draining from her small fingers as I clutched them like a lifeline, the beeps of the machines attached to her was the only thing that cut through the silence.