The Mother I Could Have Been Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Everything you did for me was never out of love as a mother, but only to make up for your guilt and because you are possessive to the point of madness. “This whole time, your protection was all about control. Your nurturing is all about manipulation. “You treated me like I was a project of yours. You couldn’t handle any flaws in me, and couldn't stomach the thought of me escaping your control. “In my past life, when I fell in love with a boy that you considered imperfect, you killed him without hesitation, then you killed me too. “I am not a replacement for Astrid. Nor am I your beloved daughter. “I am only a prisoner whom you used to satisfy your desires for control.” Everything I said cut

"I won't allow you to speak of my mothers like that. While I didn't meet Katherina in person, you respect her in my presence, and yes, she trusted that damn Maritza, who didn't measure up. As for my mother Lilibeth, you'd better watch your mouth whenever you speak of her." "That poor woman who's only with your father because she's been forced all these years. It's a shame that your image of a happy little family is a farce. Your supposed mother has never really loved your father, let alone you." Giulio spits. Just as I'm about to respond, I hear someone loading a gun, followed by a shot hitting Giulio's healthy leg. All my men and I turn, and I see my mother with a gun in her hand, a look on

"Are you really going to watch your mother die?" The longer she talked, the steadier she became. Six years of marriage had taught her exactly where my weakness was. She was right. If my mother hadn't died on that operating table, I might have given in. However, she had thrown away the only leverage she had. I drove my foot into Diana's stomach. She slammed into the TV with a loud crash. "My mother's condition no longer matters to me. "All I want now is your life." I raised the knife and stepped toward her.

"Julia! Julia… I was wrong. I never should've made you stand out here. I made a mistake… Come back! Please come back… I'm begging you…" Even though I was just a soul, tears spilled from my eyes. But it vanished into the air, and no one could feel it. How I wished I could hold Mom just one last time.

’ ‘We couldn't save the patient. These words keep echoing in my head and my whole body feels numb, my heart is aching and it feels like I'm drawn into an abyss. I can't even hear Wren who is wailing, I can't hear or feel Keiran who's moving my shoulders and probably calling my name. I can't hear anything but a loud ringing in my head. My mother is dead. I couldn't save her. I could not save her, she left me. “Where is my mother??” I don't know where the sudden courage came from. But I charge at the doctor and I grab his collar.

WARNING: This chapter contains violence not suitable for young readers. This is a work of fiction but still, you may find the scenes distressing enough so I highly encourage everyone to stop reading if underage. Thank you. I tightly shut my eyes, tears streaming down my cheeks. The regrets of yesterday flooded my mind. There were moments when I had complained about the life I lived, not realizing that someone like Veronica had been working tirelessly to take my place. Memories of my mother's final moments rushed back to me. She had expressed her happiness at my birth, despite being abandoned by those she thought would protect her. She had told me that I was her only treasure, her one hope in

The beeping, the hushed voices, everything, they all suck balls. I want to say something. Open my mouth and tell them all to fuck off. To bring me my sun chair and margarita. I earned some tasty booze, I earned heaven. I tried to be a good mother and wife. I tried to be the best! Maybe I was a failure, but it wasn't for lack of trying. I died trying to be the best I could be. I earned better than this annoying bullshit, whatever this is.

"You are a sick, twisted monster." My mother glared at me. The doctor frowned and recommended genetic testing, suspecting a rare disease. My mother only sneered. "Rare disease? She's mentally warped. She fakes being sick to get attention!" The noon sun blazed overhead. I huddled under the shade canopy, trembling violently, clutching my collar shut. Then my mother shoved the canopy aside and overturned it. She tore off my long coat and pushed me down onto the scorching sand. The intense UV rays seared through my skin in an instant. Huge blisters swelled up along my arms, then burst one after another. My mother stood there, revulsion all over her face. "Iris, have you no shame left at all, fak

Vida said handing it over to me I stared at it and it was my mother, no my ex-mother She doesn't deserve to be called a mother I picked up the call and smiled "Hello ma? I calls "Since when do you start calling me ma!! Do you lost your mind or what? Am your mother" "Are you? I asked and I could hear her scoff "Fuck you! I made a mistake checking up to you" "Oh yes you did, I hate it when someone pretends to care when they are just devils, you know Ex-mother you should really watch your steps this days"

I knew that Elliot was scared out of his d*mned mind the second he Elliot dropped to his knees, wailing and begging me to help him. "Of course, I believe you," I said flatly. "Diana really did turn into your mom. Shouldn't you be happy? Now your AAD might finally be cured." Elliot's mouth twitched. He knew that I was the only person left who could help him. He even tried to hug me just to get me on his side and drive Diana away together. "Amber, stop saying things like that out of anger.