For The Love Of Daughter 소설 & 이야기

I pouted envying them. "Every human being is a different sweetheart but when a person loves unconditionally nothing is impossible. It will go naturally, not demanded or commanded. I love your mom so much that's why I love you too both because you guys are part of us. I can't explain by words what you meant to us but one thing is I can assure you, I will never let your life be wasted." He elaborated. I pouted crying. I'm beyond grateful to be their daughter. "I love you, dad!" I cried, wiping my tears ruining my perfect makeup.

“Anything Lily bud. You know I’ll do anything for you.” She cups my face in her hands. “I need you to live, Clint.” I start shaking my head. “Not without you.” “You need to live, for Cara. You’re strong, Clint. You can do this. I love you and I will never stop loving you. But I need you to live and be a father to our daughter. Don’t make her grow up without either parent. Do this for me. Please. Promise me you’ll live for our daughter.” “I don’t want to live without you.”

“What did you do, Vance, huh? Fuck everyone around but not Moi, she's supposed to be your sister!” “You know that she's not my sister and I will never see her as my sister. Tell me, Dad, how can I treat her as a sister if I'm dreaming of being her groom someday? Dad, you just married her mother but it doesn't mean that she's already my mother, too. It doesn't mean that Moissanite is already your daughter. Dad, why can't I love her? Am I forbidden to love? Am I a bad son just because I want the daughter of my father's wife? Am I a bad guy because I loved her?” “Vance, you're free to love, but why my child? Why my daughter? Why do you need to ruin her and make her pregnant?”

He wouldn’t actually bed his own granddaughter, would he? Maternal instincts kick in, causing me to act foolishly. With a mighty roar, I blast my Father with every ounce of power that I have left in my system. He turns to look at me, betrayal in his eyes. “You dare to attack me, Daughter?” Fear courses through my body as my eyes find Shappa’s. ‘I love you Shappa. Please tell our daughter that I love her with every piece of me.’ Confusion crosses Shappa’s face as he glances down at our still crying daughter.

I have never been happier than I am right now. Every sound that comes out of Xiema is aimed directly at my heart, and I can’t get enough of it. When my bond with Azadou clicked the first time we met, it brought out an intense and unhealthy addiction in me. I think my addiction to my daughter has surpassed even that, but the jury is still out on how healthy it is or isn’t. All I want to do is hold her, love her, make her smile and take in every precious moment I have with her. I didn’t know I could love someone this much, but what I do know is that for as long as I live, I will do everything in my power to protect her, no matter what, and I’m not the only one.

They whispered words of love and encouragement, promising to be her unwavering support as she chased her dreams and carved her own path in life. Their daughter looked at them, her eyes shimmering with gratitude. "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for giving me a life filled with love and for teaching me the power of resilience," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. "I will forever carry the love you have shown me in my heart." The room erupted in applause, a chorus of admiration and love for this remarkable family. Friends and loved ones surrounded them, their faces radiant with joy as they celebrated the enduring power of love.

the father spat out angrily “She loves me. Don’t you dare say what you don’t know about my beautiful and dear daughter! She’s only being that way because of the decision I made and I deserve it, Petals love me as her mother and even if she doesn’t love me anymore it is fine. She extended the love to Mei and she’s taking good care of her, which is all I ask for” she defended once again and the bags of groceries fell off Mei’s hands.

Each word felt like peeling open my ribs, exposing something soft and tender that the world had already tried too many times to cut into. When I hold my daughter, I know the world outside can burn and it won’t matter. Because she is mine. She is ours. She came from love—the kind of love I never thought I would have, the kind of love that still scares me with how much it demands from me. I would give her anything. I would give her my last breath if it meant she’d never know the kind of pain I’ve carried. Tears blurred my vision, splashing onto the keyboard. I wiped them quickly, sniffling, forcing myself to keep going.

“ No, Christiana. I'm being realistic. You're the one dreaming that love will fix everything. And it won't.She will always be different. She will always be a burden. And I won't spend my life pretending otherwise. Tears slipped down her cheeks. “ My daughter is not a burden”, She said, her voice shaking. “ She's our daughter . And if you can't love her for who she is, then you don't deserve to be her father”. Alexander scoffed” Spare me the lecture. You should have gotten rid of her when you had the chance”. Christiana gasped, irritated. “ How can you say that?” “ She was a mistake,”,He muttered. “ And so are you”.

It is all because of him and his safe and strategic plans that everything is going to hell. But no words come out. My vision slowly darkens, and invisible hands drag me under. I am so sorry, my little angel. ** A father's love is a source of inspiration, pushing his daughter to reach for the stars and pursue her passions. It's a love that believes in her potential and encourages her to be her best self. This love gives her the strength to overcome obstacles and embrace her true potential. In return, a daughter's love for her father is equally profound. She admires him, respects him, and cherishes the memories they create together. Their relationship is a tapestry of shared experiences, laugh