Novel & Cerita I Wish I Could Be The Perfect Daughter

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v

The tears streaking down my face burn hotter than the sun. “I’m not weak,” I sob. “I’m not, Dad.” Dad sits on the bathroom floor and pulls me onto his lap, much like he did when I was a little girl. He holds me tight, rocks me gently. “I know you’re not, sweetheart. I know.” “I think I made a mistake.” I cry into my palms. Everything is falling apart and I don’t even care anymore. I’ve tried so hard to be the perfect daughter, an heir apparent destined to make her father proud. I’m none of those things and it’s killing me inside.

Now she realized how despicably vile he truly was. She never expected him to stoop so low as to threaten her with her own biological mother..." Faced with Lorneauxs' indifference, Claire's obsidian eyes appeared dark and despairing. Her only weakness was her mother, who had toiled for most of her life and finally found happiness. How could Claire bring herself to ruin it? Lorneauxs had clearly seized upon her vulnerability. "Feels good. Can't be bothered to change," he said, his lips sensual, his expression elusive.

I yelled " Becuase my daughter has a pure heart and she loved you even before you were mates, you are her weakness and I'm afraid you will always be her weakness, but I respect you for trying to let her be happy becuase my daughter deserves it, she has tried to make everyone happy and got the short end of it all, she deserves to be happy, let her find her way on her own she's just as lost as you are right now, and if her way is to be away from you and start with someone else then let her be, but knowing my daughter you will always be the one for her" she sighed sadly

Theo stayed quiet, watching me carefully, but I didn’t stop. “I wake up every day pretending like I have everything together. Like I’m some kind of robot who never messes up. My parents have never seen me for who I really am, and yet when they do see me, not because they wanted to, but because of a frigging misunderstanding, they expect me to be this picture-perfect daughter—never asking for too much, never causing problems. All I hear is how great my brother is, how amazing he’s doing, and how I should be more like him. As if I'm some kind of disappointment just because I’m not... him.” My voice wavered, but I kept going, too far in to stop now.

I did it, I got everything I've ever wanted. "And she made me a better man, she made me want to be better. And now I am. I'm not angry or selfish or incapable of love anymore, that's all in the past now. I can't promise you that I'm going to be the perfect dad. I wish I could, because that's what you should have but I can't promise you that. I know I'll probably mess a lot of things up along the way. But I will promise you that I will never stop trying." Now I start to cry, thinking about how much I love this little girl. How I would do anything in the world for her. And knowing that I get to love her for the rest of my life.

"Now she's just another sad story people will forget about." I sink back into the couch, letting it all sink in. No more Eva. No more being compared to her. No more watching Dad's face light up when he talks about his "real daughter" while I stand there feeling fake. "This is our chance," I say, feeling like there's lightning in my blood. "No more perfect Eva taking everything. We can finally get what should've been ours." The words taste sweet in my mouth.

Dad sighed over the phone . I mentally rolled my eyes like i care what he those , if wishes were horses Stella wont make it out alive . Jeremy wont care about me or take a second glance at me when she's alive and that not what i want . So i have to come up with a plan , a very good and perfect one at that . So once i strike the effect with ripple everyones heart out ,but first i should keep playing the role of a good daughter . Get them to trust me like in my dream ,when lest Jeremy expects i swim my way into his heart and take over .

She let out a chuckle and said, "Yeah, I'm not the perfect girl like you think. I tried to be perfect because of my parents. But I'm not. Deep down, I'm just someone who thrives to be perfect even though I'm not." When i saw her being drunk, it looked cute to me which made me smile at her. "Why are you smiling at me? Do I look funny to you?" "Why do you want to be perfect?" "Didn't you already prove to your parents that you are the best by making the RJ industries to the top five?"

Your ability to navigate the complexities of parenthood with wisdom and compassion is something I deeply admire. I want you to know that I am committed to becoming a better daughter and to honoring the values and principles that you have instilled in me. While I may falter along the way, please know that my love and respect for you remain unwavering. I am determined to learn from my mistakes and to strive towards being the kind of daughter that you can be proud of.