Novel & Cerita Nobody's Son Nobody's Daughter

My mind went blank. I didn't have a daughter? That was impossible. My dear Marilyn was so real and so warm. "No! You're lying!" I screamed as I leaped up to my feet. "My daughter's name is Marilyn Lopez. She's six years old, and she loves eating strawberry candy!" Gabriel walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "That's enough, Nat. Don't say anything else," he said, sounding exhausted. My eyes darted between him and Taylor.

Since I first heard that song, my soul screamed to dance it with the one person who made me feel like this. —When you're so in love (oh, when you're so in love) And your souls touch (oh!) But it's still not enough Where does it go? (Whoa, hey) Where does it go? Nobody knows (hey, nobody) Where the love goes —And that was Nobody Knows. So why not end with a kiss? After all, not everything can be perfect, not everything can have a happy ending. And that's exactly what the damn, stupid phone wanted to interrupt, making us pull apart.

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

Bob looked at Mildred and said coldly, "I have a son and daughters. My children will be filial to me. I don't need others to show me that." "Ha!" Owen sneered, mocking Bob. "Your daughter will be filial to you? I heard Paige hasn't had much contact with you guys. See here, daughters are unreliable. Once married, they wholeheartedly support their husband's family. Only sons can be relied upon. In the future-"

my mom said. "Don't you egej mention that name here, he is a nobody, I don't want to hear his name at all from your mouth," My Dad blurted out in anger. "Ooh, really? That's just nice, well, he is the main man, the main person our daughter loves, I mean why can't you just pursue our daughters gappi for once?" My mom said.

So you don't have to introduce yourself to anyone' 'And what about your brothers?' 'They're just nobodies and we don't care about nobodies, right sis?' she gives me a soothing smile and I just hump my back and give her a no reaction. "I would be the nobody in this family for being thrown away like trash while those two inspite of not being the real kids of father are living well with him as his own children." I smirk at the thought. 'There is somewhere I need to go, so...'

The child's father is my friend Seth, whom you also know about, he assigned me to take care of his daughter since he is out of town. He left without leaving a single penny of cash with them, so you see I have to do everything in my power to keep my promise to him, because I don't want anything to happen to his child or daughter. Marcus said with an innocent face. Shaking my head in disbelief. "And now it's costing our daughter her life." "That's not fair," he protested, but the protest was weak. "I'm trying to help both of them. I just need more time." "Lily doesn't have more time," I said, my voice hollow. "She doesn't have another week for you to 'arrange the money.' She doesn't have anoth

"It's no wonder your mother looks like she's seen a ghost every time she looks at you. You little beast! Not only does your own mother hate you, but your father despises you too! "Did you really delude yourself into thinking that he loves you? I'll have you know that I'm pregnant with his child. When my baby is born, you'll be sent away to the sticks!" Jillian let out an ear-piercing shriek. "You're lying! How dare you frame Daddy? I'm Daddy's only daughter. He would never leave me!" At the end of the video, Kelvin snubbed out his cigarette with his shoe before he entered the house, slamming the door behind him.

" Your words suggest that there is someone behind the whole setup and when I think about questioning it my pain increases due to nervousness and tension and I can't hide it. "I am your daughter!' I cry out, feeling the liquid wet my legs. "Yes, and that's why you're going to keep your mouth shut." Say, impersonal. My vision blurs and I feel my temperature drop, leaving my hands sweaty and cold. "What's wrong with you?" Dad asks, looking fatherly for the first time. "I am not feeling well." Is all I can say before I hit the ground, feeling my consciousness slip away and all I hear before passing out is Peter's voice screaming in alarm.

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