Three Years After They Abandoned Me Novels & Stories

Tears welled up, turning the world into a watery blur. I remembered how I'd bent over backward for Jared, shoving my pride aside just to keep him happy, never once considering walking away when everything started to feel off. I'd been lost for so long. It took me three years to find my way back. But at least I made it before it was too late.

It is when your parents or people so close to you do not even give you a listening ear. They feel so right in everything they do. That is why so many children feel unloved and abandoned All these while I felt relaxed that my mom would hear me out but, she just disappointed me so badly. I do not think I can ever trust her and tell her anything. Ever! This would be my last mistake. After she left and went to prepare for work, I just laid in bed helplessly. I needed to get this out of me. I could not call my dad because he will not even answer my call.

None of them grieved for those three children. Except for me. Every night, I had nightmares. I dreamt of my babies, asking me why I was so cruel and why I'd abandoned them. I wanted to apologize, but I always started crying before I managed to speak. After all, my failure to protect them had led to their deaths. And just like that, I drifted through three months in a daze. After three months, I stopped mentioning the past, as if it had never happened. Gabriel and I went back to our old life, showing smiles to everyone.

I wanted him to ask how I felt. Year Two, Month Nine: I caught my reflection today and did not recognize myself. When did I get so small? So quiet? So invisible? Year Three, Month Three: Today marks three years. The arrangement with Dad is over. I can go home now. I thought I would feel sad about leaving. I just feel relieved. I closed the journal, hands shaking. Three years documented in careful handwriting. Three years of hope slowly dying. Three years of Maya trying to be enough while I made her feel like nothing.

No matter where she went, her heart would not be at ease. "Dad, mom..." Karen gently called the people she had missed for a long time. Her eyes were teary. "It's been three years. Have you ever missed me?" She was the dear daughter of her parents. But since that fateful incident, they had abandoned her and let her go alone to another city. It's been three years since anyone thought of her. Three years. Sometimes Karen felt like it was just a blink of an eye, but sometimes she felt like it's been a lifetime.

I asked, my voice low, flat, and honest in the ugliest way. My mother flinched. Just a little. “We have been trying to reach you,” she said softly. “You weren’t safe here anymore.” A bitter laugh scraped up my throat. “Oh, now you care about my safety? Nineteen years later?” My father shifted. “Zara, you must understand” “I must understand nothing,” I cut in, stepping away from both of them. “You abandoned me on a killing ground. A breeding facility. You left me with Voss. You let me think I was broken.”

“Don’t worry about me. Worry about yourself. Don’t sign to anything from now on. Don’t talk to anyone from Tovar Group. Do you understand me?” She nods, tears falling now. “I understand.” “Good.” I mirror her. Palm to palm through the glass. “Three years, Mom.” I say it out loud because saying it makes it real. “Three years they took. Three years I won’t get back and now they’re trying to take the rest.” Ruth sobs. “I’m so sorry.” “Don’t be sorry.” My voice is steel. “Be ready, because when I’m out now, I’m going to deal with whoever has a hand in this.”

I’m not going to leave them again. “I’m not going to leave. I’m here, where I should have been from the beginning. And I’m not going to leave Los Angeles anymore.“ “They don’t need you.“ He presses his index finger hard on my chest. “When they needed you, you weren't there. Now, Pedro, you're no longer important in their lives. You stopped being a priority in my daughter's life when you abandoned her with a daughter to raise.“ “Max expelled me from the country, isolated me in that horrible city without giving me the chance to return. He imprisoned me in Madrid for seven years and I could only return when he died.“ My patience has run out.

Dad tried to stop me, and Mom pleaded for forgiveness, but I felt unsafe with them. "Please, let me go," I begged. "I'm grateful for how you took me in and cared for me, but what you did—trying to harm my child—has made me feel like I can't trust you or be safe around you anymore. I'm sorry." I got into the car and drove off onto the snowy road. My mind raced. What if I found Kellan? I needed to ask him why he abandoned me. Perhaps I could stay in Alaska and search for answers. Julie, my only trustworthy and dear friend, had been abducted, leaving me even more isolated.

LILA'S POV The night air was cold against my skin as I stood at the edge of Blackwood Territory, staring at the gates I swore I'd never see again. It's been three years since they threw me away like I meant nothing. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, but I forced myself to keep walking. The guards at the gate didn't recognize me at first. Why would they? The girl who left three years ago was soft, broken, begging them not to reject her.