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I hanged up. It's a new day for me tomorrow. I failed Leticia. I hurt myself. I let go of Lucas. I left my son crying for me. What a life. PAIN! PAIN! PAIN! PAIN! I needed to be strong. I don't give up, right? Normal.dotm 0 0 1 692 3949 zernan 32 7 4849 12.256 0 false 18 pt 18 pt 0 0 false false false /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable

Hi,it's your Author STARRY JOSTY Please I'm done with this story titled "MARRIED TO THE COLD-HEARTED BILLIONAIRE." PLEASE HELP SUPPORT MY NOVEL , THANK YOU. And the book two is titled, "THE COLD HEARTED BILLIONAIRE IS THE FATHER OF MY DAUGHTER." please anticipate,Read , comment,share and also vote for me. I'm glad I've been able to complete this story.

In her vulnerability, she laid bare the depth of her sorrow, her fervent desire for an end to the torment that ravaged her every waking moment. Amidst her tears and laments, Faith poured out the anguish of her fractured family, the loss of her parents, and the agonizing absence of her memories. She mourned the departure of her wolf companion, a profound symbol of the void that gnawed at her core. Above all, she feared losing her daughter, the one remaining connection she clung to with unwavering determination.

She invited me to speak, her pen poised over her notepad, ready to capture my words. "It feels like I’m drowning, and no matter how much I swim towards the surface, I just... sink deeper," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "Tell me about what's pulling you down, Emma," Mrs. Williams urged gently. I took a deep breath, the floodgates opening. I recounted everything from the past 2 years—Daniel's emotional betrayal, our divorce, my struggle as a single mother and a new immigrant, my tumultuous relationship with Michael, the kidnapping of my daughter, witnessing Daniel nearly die, my wrongful imprisonment, and finally, the harrowing abuse at Michael's hands. I confess how I survived by

Elena's Point of View I stood in the poorly illuminated room, tears streaming down my face as I recounted everything I'd been through—the loss, the pain, the gain… everything. I hugged myself, memories of my son flashing before my eyes. I could still see him running toward me and planting kisses on my face. I shut my eyes, letting the tears fall freely, hoping that maybe the pain would go away if I just admitted that I was hurt. I could still hear Ralph's deep voice speaking to me:

For Emily, Ella, Kenzo and Kelvin, she would find a way to break through the darkness. Brandy closed her eyes again, the image of the four children—Emily, Ella, Kenzo and Kelvin—the only thing keeping her from slipping back into the abyss of despair. She would endure the fever, she would endure the pain, and she would endure Jose Williams. She would wait for the right moment, and when it came, she would run and never look back.

And their dream of having the Centre in their command and the thirst of becoming the most powerful is the reason why they fought many years and became the reason for their own loss. I can't forget those days when everyday I used to see the dead corpses, carcasses of young women and innocent children. It is hard to forget that mother who was calling her young son, who lost his life in the war. The sorrow of widows and the cries of little orphan kids. Everything was melting my heart and I couldn't do anything for them. Now it's even hard to narrate this story but, don't worry I will never miss a single thing to mention in my narration because I'm the best narrator you got.

Not only spoiling fawaz but many kids too, she loves children. She thought maybe when she is nice to them she will get her own bundle of joy running around the house. She served herself and Khadija in the same plate, sipping the cold drink. She thought about her mother. She missed her so much, her mother died due to anaemia and since then nafisa has been researching on the disease . "Hey, you seem out"Khadija said acknowledging her cousin's mood. Nafisa shrugged it off with a nothing which came out barely as a whisper. They ate the food in silence.

Could it be that he got fed up with me or he lost interest in me but there again if my own family left me why won't someone I met not long ago. Thinking of this I did not notice the droplets of water that flowed through my eyes . You never really know how much someone means to you until you loose that person . There is a pain within this heart, pain within my sadness through my eyes, My eyes are like a burden that you can see right through, No pain I ever felt was that single broken heart that, There is way out of this pain but somehow I can't see it , See the light , the hope ,the happiness I once wanted to feel , Now I ever feel is this sadness , this pain, this heartache, A pain within t

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