Romans & histoires Leaving My Biased Family Behind

I've known all along that my husband, Hector Greene, has been seeing another woman. However, for the past two years, even after going through all of his financial records and looking into all the women he might've come into contact with, I haven't been able to find out who she is. My parents accuse me of being paranoid. My younger brother says I'm not worthy of Hector. Only my older sister, Giselle Lloyd, repeatedly defends me. "Evelina is my sister! I won't let you guys force her to put up with this!" Ever since we were kids, Giselle has been the one who gets everything the family has to give. None of the new outfits, the chance to study abroad, or even the shares Grandpa left behind ha

Just like other family members, one day it would be my turn to make sacrifices for the family. I’ve considered breaking off from this family for good many times during the harsh times growing up. However, the fact that I am still here meant that I couldn’t do it. This is where my mother chose for me to stay, believing until her last breath that it would be best for me to remain here. Leaving would be like leaving my mother behind or betraying her. I felt guilty every time I thought of leaving. Who ever installed in me the sense of gratitude and loyalty has done a very outstanding job indeed.

My heart still can't stop being restless. "I Wanted to talk to you about everything David. Our family shouldn't crash down like this. We should go back to the way we used to be." Baby took my hand and looked at me. "I know mum and dad really went too far this time, but leaving the family isn't the solution to that is it?". "Yes baby it is. Leaving the family is best for everyone. Because right now I can't think only about myself. I have a woman to care for her and two babies on the way".

I hesitated, wanted to come up with something, anything to say to make Mom change her mind. Instead, she gave me the same hug and kiss she handed out to Alison. "Have a good time, honey." Like that was going to happen with me worrying about the family every single minute. It was the hardest thing I'd ever done, harder than any evil magic I'd ever faced or bully I'd weathered, turning my back on my family and walking away. Mrs. Morgan was on the rear seat so I joined Alison on the one facing her. The woman made a face at my bag, but let it go.

“Things are different now than when I was with Ashlyn. That was years ago, the kids were younger, hell, you were younger. We weren’t as efficient in surviving as we are now. Leaving wouldn’t be out of the question, especially given what we now know about this place.” She flashes me a smile. “Now was that so hard? I am proud of you big brother. So, you have an answer, go tell her. Tell her, and watch things unfold.” I put my head in my hands. Now that I have spoken the words, it makes it real. I truly would consider leaving my family now, and that was a big obstacle. I guess it’s time to man up and go remove that obstacle. Time to find Amara and lay it all out, for better or for worse.

she doesn't love me as much as I do to her. My family wanted me to quit and pursue medicine. But I don't want that! That is not what my heart desires so why...why will I follow that? My whole life, I devoted it to nothing but on making them proud. Make them feel that I choose the right one, the right path for myself. But everytime we meet with the whole family, they never fail to make me feel like I don't belong at all. They always talk about how dissapointed they were at what I've chosen myself to be into, but we never talked about how bad and biased they are when it comes to me.

I have to be strong to overcome all my obstacles and win this race. The Alpha Sioux drove us to our destination and to his pack house and mansion. Alpha Sioux asked, "Are you okay?" I replied, "I will, just give me some time." Alpha Sioux said, "What is bothering you? Do you want to share with me?" I looked in his direction and asked him, "I feel like I left my family behind. When I actually left my family, I never felt that way. But there was a difference. I don't know why."

"This isn't about pack politics or territory. This is about the truth." I turned to Mason, meeting his gaze steadily. "I never stole from my mother. I never abandoned our family. I left because I had to save myself. And every day since then, I've carried the weight of that decision." Then I looked at Margot, my sister, and my oldest friend, who had turned into strangers. "I'm sorry if my leaving hurt you. But lying about me, turning Mason against me... that's not what family does, Margot." Finally, I turned to Ethan, gratefully squeezing his hand. "Thank you for coming to check on me. But I can handle this."

It was everything he wanted for our family. But as much as I loved the idea of us being in a place where we could truly be free, there was still that tug in my chest. I wasn’t sure how I felt about leaving our families behind, especially now that we had children. I wanted the best for our kids, of course, but I didn’t want them to grow up isolated from the people who cared about them. “You know, I never thought I’d be here—having a third child, raising our family in a place like this,” I said quietly, my fingers tracing the edge of the blanket.

“Mom always said that, ‘This too=” “Shall pass,” I finished with a smile of my own. “I think that…moving to a new place would help me get to where I would like to be,” I nodded. “I mean, I guess I understand now why you left,” guilt filled me up. “I’m not mad at you, brother. I was never angry. I just wished that you could have taken me with you, at least,” he shrugged. “You know that, out of all my siblings, I was closest to you. When you left, I felt alone,” I had nothing to say to that. “I think a part of me saw what was happening in the family; I guess I was too young to comprehend. But…uh, I’m ready to make my own life. I think this time will be good,”