Three Years After They Abandoned Me Novels & Stories

She snapped at him. I could hear them from where I stood. For some reasons, I felt this sharp pain that she never told them who I was and on the other hand, I felt this blossoming happiness that she never did. "How could I have faced them today when all they would be interested in is knowing why I abandoned them 5 years ago?" I forced a smile as I hurriedly walked down to where they stood and I could tell Kanu was more of a mummy's boy and also protective.

I tried not to dwell or linger on it for longer than necessary. This was the man who thought it was okay to dump me after three years of giving my life to him. I didn't get off hurting people. I wasn't some sick psycho who liked hurting people on the side for fun, but when it came to Silas, it was very much deserved. I finally arrived at the abandoned garage where I knew they would be waiting for me. The location blended in. It wouldn't be a prime location for suspicion, and to anyone, it was just an abandoned mechanic shop that had been shut down for years.

3 Years later Saved And Hated By The Gang Lord Madison's P O V It's been three years since Enzo asked me to live my life and forget about him. I begged him to stay, but he turned away from me, saying that he needed to do what he did. He needed to stay away from the kids and me. He needed to pay for what he did. I told him it wasn't necessary and that I had forgiven him, but he looked away and didn't look at me again until I was dragged away.

"You must know that Jonathan and William have been searching for you for the past three years. Why? Are you thinking of going back with them?" I shook my head. She sneered. "I thought so. This money is enough for you to go anywhere you want. If it's not enough, I'll transfer more. The further you are from them, the better." I chuckled to myself. Three years ago, I had already run away once. Three years later, I wasn't planning on running again. Neither Jonathan nor William could control me now. I had nothing left to hold me back. Seeing that I wouldn't accept it, Rebecca shoved the card at me, almost hysterical.

I felt abandoned and betrayed. Why do they choose to abandon me? Is it my fault? Am I difficult to deal with? Is hanging around me for too long suffocating? Many questions flooded my mind as I desperately decided to find answers to my questions… Perhaps if I find out the reason why, it won't hurt this much. ____________________ THREE DAYS LATER

She cried, saying Summer had been causing trouble in prison, dragging her into it and making her life unbearable. She begged me, for the sake of blood ties, to come back and help her. "There are no ties between us anymore," I said coldly. "The moment you chose Summer, my mother died." I hung up and blocked the number. Outside, the sea breeze drifted in, carrying the scent of salt. I could almost see it—those fine ashes dissolving into the vast, endless blue. My first child… was finally free. A few days later, Ronnie called again. This time, his voice was heavy.

The harsh murmurs cut through the air like a swarm of needles, driving the Sedgewick family to hang their heads in shame. Arnold and Eleanor trembled as they looked at me, their eyes filled with guilt, anguish, and remorse. They had never imagined that their long-lost daughter had been abandoned on the streets at just three years old, left to scavenge through trash, bullied, and barely surviving on fifty cents before she finally found a home. Alas, when I finally met them, full of joy and hope to reunite our family, they abandoned me once again.

" Three years ago, when I aborted the baby and left without any hesitation, I hadn't only just severed a relationship, but also six whole years of my youth and love. The countless nights I had stayed up in the rental apartment making crafts until my eyes turned bloodshot, the days I had suffered through illness all by myself with nobody checking in on me, the agony of being deceived by him, and the humiliation of being made his mistress—all of that had been thoroughly buried the moment I stepped onto that train, never to take root or sprout again. The color drained from Shawn's face. "I… I…" His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't form a complete sentence.

When I glanced toward Yuvonne, Kaylee, and Silver, I noticed that the three of them were sharing a strange smirk. Their eyes shifted between each other and then back to me. For a moment, I wondered if they had all worked together against me or if my mind was simply playing tricks on me. I swallowed hard, trying to force back the tears because I did not want to cry in front of others. Five years ago, when I ran away pregnant, I promised myself that I would never break down in front of anyone. I had spent years building myself back up, yet these people had managed to pull me down in front of everyone.

“Well, my father left us when I was three. And my mother abandoned me at an orphanage one cold night, and never came back for me. So it was from one foster home to another.” I paused, watching everybody at the table. They were all enraptured, chewing slowly, paying attention to every detail that came out of my mouth. “Apparently, I was too stubborn and strong willed to stay in a particular home for more than three years. I was doing drugs too, and it was only after I got into an accident when I was high on weed that I discovered that the sooner I got my life on track, the better for me.” Tristian's father was nodding, a glass of champagne in his right hand. He looked at me in another light n