I Thought I Was The Real Daughter Novel Romane & Geschichten

This wasn’t the time to become self-aware. “I’m joking,” August laughed. “But I don’t see the harm in seeing if there could be something between us.” Straight forward, I kinda liked that. A smirk of my own appeared. “We’ll see.” I wasn’t sure what I was really supposed to call August. All I knew was that my new… situationship I guess, was my daughter’s choice. Hopefully, Aaliyah chose right.

You truly are your father’s daughter Without a doubt I believe that the business he had to do was shake Blake's hand for being his son-in-law once again. My dad really needs to see that I am not truly his daughter, by DNA I am, but by thinking I am not. I am way against all of this, I don’t want to give Blake and I any second chance, people need to start accepting that! "Are you alright?" Mother pulls me out of my head…I honestly had forgotten that she was here.

After three years of torment, my heart was already broken, barely human anymore. I was timid, weak, and utterly defeated, yet I clung to Leila with everything I had. I couldn’t accept it. Why did the whole family love her? Why was I the intruder? I was the real daughter, wasn’t I? I was supposed to be the one they treasured. So, if Leila was going abroad to study, then I would too. I wasn’t about to fall behind! I vividly remembered how my mom’s expression subtly shifted at that moment, just like the day I returned home and chose Leila’s room.

After exiting the police station, I looked at her with conflicting emotions. Logically, I should take revenge on her for getting me killed during my previous life. But she was my biological daughter. Besides, she merely did those things because she had been fooled. If nothing else happened, I had to raise her. At that time, I got a call that changed my expression. Before I drove Cecelia to kindergarten, I had sent our hair for testing. The results were out. Cecelia was not my biological daughter. Someone had exchanged my daughter with her after I gave birth.

"Don't be afraid. Mommy is here. You're Mommy's precious girl. Don't believe them. You're not a bastard." "B-but…" Maeve shook her head in fear, and tears finally fell. "But the teacher said I'm an illegitimate child. Clarisse and Dotty said I'm an illegitimate child too… Daddy doesn't love me anymore…" I wiped the tears from her face and looked up at Jess, murderous fury burning in my eyes. "Jess, you've destroyed my daughter. I will never let you off." Jess didn't care in the slightest. Instead, she laughed. "Let me off? You should think about how you're going to save yourself first. Today is Clarisse's birthday party. You came here to make trouble and even tried to hit me and Clarisse. If

According to her, I was an evil woman with a short temper who hurt her whenever I felt like it. As for Kelvin, he would take Jillian's side every time. No questions asked. "She's just a child. Why would she lie?" he would ask. At the time, I didn't want to believe that my own daughter saw me as a romantic rival. Unfortunately, it was already much too late by the time I finally opened my eyes to the truth. I scoffed as I looked at Jillian's pitiful appearance.

Dahlia’s P.O.V I stumbled blindly through the halls, my chest burning, every breath rattling out of me like I was choking on the air itself. Cade’s words kept hammering against my skull, over and over, louder than anything else. “You’re not their real daughter, Dahlia. You were just some stray they picked up off the road. Do you even remember anything before you were six?” His voice mocked me even now, echoing inside my head like it had been etched into my bones.

I cross my legs and spread my arms on the back of the sofa assuming a comfortable position. "Let me Jog your memory shall we?Where should I start? She's homeless you know why? because She got kicked out by YOU at a young age because you can't accept her uniqueness. She's small and emanciated from malnutrition but you know what? she's still the most loving and selfless woman you will meet-" "Stop! That dumb and stupid girl is not my daughter. I was surprise she was still alive! I thought she was already dead because with that kind of brain she will not survive at all. " David exclaimed.

In my previous life, no matter how much I caused trouble or said hurtful things, she always believed that I could change for the better. Even at the very end, when Victoria fell down the stairs and broke several bones, Mom still defended me. However, I knew it was staged and felt so defeated that I said nothing, which only made me look more guilty. That was why those who could hear my thoughts became even more convinced of my guilt and finally lost faith in me. I had also accumulated enough disappointment in them and left the Harrington residence before Victoria was discharged from the hospital. However, this time, I knew the truth. My mother should know that her precious adopted daughter wa

I don’t even remember how I got out of that house. All I had was one single, sharp conclusion echoing through my head— I must not be their daughter. And I had to find out the truth. It was the only explanation I could cling to—because otherwise, how could I live with the idea that my own parents were capable of being this cruel? The moment I got back to my apartment, I collapsed into bed. I didn’t move until my phone started ringing. It was Ivanna.