روايات وقصص ضمن They Gave My Room To Their Chosen Daughter

Karina perched beside her on the bed, her expression soft and apologetic, though a warm smile lingered on her lips. "I might have gone a little overboard," Karina admitted sheepishly. "I wasn’t sure what you’d like, so I just... got a bit of everything." Her smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a look of deep vulnerability. "When I found out I had a daughter, I made sure this room stayed exactly the way it was. This was your room when you were little."

I suggested, kindly. Scarlett's eyes snapped to mine, surprise evident in her expression. I held her gaze, trying to convey a sense of sisterly support that I wasn't entirely sure I felt. "That's an excellent idea," Viola chimed in, her voice warm with approval. My father turned to Scarlett and Stephan. "Which room would you like to have, Scarlett?" He asked her, warmly. "The largest one upstairs," Scarlett said immediately, her tone leaving no room for argument. I felt a pang in my chest. That was my room – or at least, it had been assigned to me when I first arrived here.

her manner of discussing my daughter was deeply unsettling. What confused me even more was the fact that she was giving my daughter a chance. It didn't sit well with me that she agreed to let my daughter live until she turned eighteen. "But Mom—" Ray objected, and the others nodded in agreement with his objection. "Uh-uh!" She raised her finger to the sky without even turning to look at them and continued speaking. "You wanted to give that little baby a chance. So, let's make it happen. She will grow up under the guidance of her fathers and her mother, ensuring nothing is lacking in her upbringing. I don't want any she-wolf to look me in the eye in the future and accuse me of being unfair by

That's probably the reason they chose her, because she looked a little like their favourite daughter. It was disheartening to move out of the room I had spent all my childhood days in for someone deemed more worthy to take it. I was only allowed to take out my mattress, blankets and clothes because they were old and smelled of me. My parents redecorated the room for her and she happily accepted to take my place. She gets a tiny slice of their attention compared to Joanne. But she has everything she needs unlike me. I have made peace with being the unworthy, despised child. I know things could be worse, so I have been grateful that I am allowed to stay.

They exchanged a glance before quickly smiling. "Carol, we forgot to tell you that this room belongs to your sister, Leila," my father said with a chuckle. "Leila is such a considerate girl. She cleared out her room especially for you, saying you should have the most spacious one. It’s only right for you to live here." Back then, I blinked in surprise, feeling touched. "My sister gave me her room? That’s so kind of her." I still loved that panda and that room.

Elbowing Hazel I asked her what the difference was between the two rooms. “The yellow room has no balcony, so it's stuffy at night,” she replied, and I fought the grin that wanted to show on my face. “We can trade if you want?” Wide-eyed she shook her head “Certainly not; you're the Alpha's daughter, so you should keep the best room. I will just get a fan from storage and bring it back here,” she said softly and I laughed at her. Grabbing my hand she looked up at me with compassion and asked me if I would tell her all that happened with the king.

"You are not being asked whether you find yourself deserving of this room. You are simply being given it. There is no test attached, no hidden cost waiting to be revealed once you've grown comfortable. It is simply where you and your daughter will live." "But—" It was Aida, in the end, who settled the matter more effectively than either of us could have managed through argument alone. She had wandered past her mother's protests entirely, drawn by the same magnetic curiosity that had carried her toward a butterfly deep in Nightwood's forest days earlier, and had climbed onto the smaller bed near the window with the same careful, testing reverence she'd shown at the inn. This time, though, whe

Like the void had reached through my dream and brushed reality. The twins were still trembling. “I don’t want to sleep here,” my daughter whispered. My son nodded quickly. “He’ll come back.” The certainty in his voice sliced through me. “No,” I said immediately. “You won’t stay here tonight.” I stood, lifting my daughter while Ronan scooped Kael up. “We’re going to my old room,” I said. “The one by the west tower. Remember?” They nodded faintly through tears. That room had been mine long before I was Luna. Before the throne. Before everything.

When he turned back, I had already taken Tabitha into the guest room. He had no idea that was the last time he could hold his daughter, and he wasted it.

Auracio sets them down and tells them: "The triplets have already chosen their rooms; their names are on the doors. So, choose your rooms next to your brothers'." "Thank you, Daddy!" They get down and run off to find their rooms. "I want the biggest one," says Sarah. "And I want the prettiest one," says Tara. I watch them run with a smile on my lips; I love my girls. My gaze meets their father's, and I think he's thinking the same thing.