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“Please, Miss Felicia…” Rose whispered. “My son did nothing wrong. I'm telling you the truth.” For a moment, something moved in Felicia’s eyes. Rose couldn't tell what it was. Part pity, part doubt. “Please, leave now,” Miss Felicia said. Her voice sounded final. Rose fell to her knees. “Please, I'm a single mother. He's all that I have,” she cried. Rose’s words shook her, her heart melted as she turned to Rose. She could feel her pain.

"You're lying, Ms. Lamont. You're not our mommy." Ivana sneered cruelly, "I'm not lying to you. Yara never gave birth to you. That's why you naturally hate her." Hearing that, Cheryl shoved Ivana in anger. "You're talking nonsense! Even if Mommy is annoying, how could she not be our mother?" Ivana froze. She hadn't expected this reaction after Cheryl learned the truth. Lucas quickly comforted her, saying, "Ms. Lamont, even though you're not our mommy, Cheryl and I still like you."

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most

A very big opportunity for me. I nodded. "I will do it mother. He is my mate so this wouldn't be wrong." She smiled brightly. "That's the spirit dear." she said and stood up. "Give me a minute." she left. After what seems like five minutes, she back in with a big book. She dropped it before me. "That is the basic of what you need to learn. I know you weren't given a chance to school. So, I want to give you this book. This is a book I created when I was younger. I always made sure to write down everything I learn at school, in the kingdom. I ask questions a lot, so I made sure to write the answers down. I was so curious when I was a kid. I wrote down all my curiosity and the ones which were a

Amazed at the way it sold, I had to come up with other interesting titles that would shake the market. When I began writing, I started with fables and articles and the zeal and support from my parents made me more conversant. I wrote my first fable 'the lion's tribe and other stories ' and my father supported me by publishing it both as an e-book and and paperback and it was sold in many book stores. My mother told me that I could be one of those great authors that would change the world someday with my pen and that has motivated me even when I try to give up.

"I've learned my lesson! I'll never trust that software again! Please forgive me. Come back and live with me, alright? I won't favor anyone anymore. You're my only son. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Okay?" Her eyes overflowed with tears. However, when she reached me, she grasped nothing but empty air. I sighed softly. Ignoring her desperate cries, I turned and walked away. A faint breeze drifted across the bedside. My notebook fell to the floor. It was the only thing she had kept of mine. Inside, she had written countless confessions. [I will never show favoritism again. My good son… Will you still be my child in the next life? I promise I'll be a good mother.]

It was a photo from Uncle Gary. In the picture, Mom sat alone in the stairwell of the old building. Her head was lowered, her back slumped, the whole scene bleak and quiet. There was a line of text underneath. "Caleb, your mom's bad knee is acting up again. She's in so much pain she can't make it downstairs. You make millions a year, yet you won't even rent her a place with an elevator. It's embarrassing for the family…" My chest tightened so hard that I couldn't catch my breath.

Juniper nodded her head after hearing Selena’s suggestion. The story was called ‘Me and My Dad’, and it was written in three installments that were split into three books. The plot revolved around a little dinosaur by the name of Rory and his father. In fact, these storybooks were a gift from her colleague who didn’t know that Selena was a single mother. Thus, she had never chosen them to read for Juniper because she was afraid that the child would ask difficult questions, which she might not know how to answer.

I approached my mother's bed, intending to return the novels to the bookshelf. My mother has always loved reading. She even collected many novels and children's story books. Mama often told me that she wanted to be a children's story writer. Even though mom gave up on her dream after my dad died. And Mama chose to focus on raising me. "Huh?" I furrowed my brows when I saw the plastic packages hanging and squeezing behind the bookshelf. My hand tried to reach the plastic. Although it was a little difficult, I finally managed to reach the plastic and peek inside.

My small fame was on floor. That's when I realized it wasn't me, it was Medusa in the novel when she's younger. But why am I seeing it now? Author's pov The little girl hugged her knees close to her chest recalling the words her dad just said to her. "You can't meet her anymore sweetie, she left us all alone. Your mother, she left us all alone." her father's words rang through her ear again and she closed her ears with her palms not wanting to hear those words again.