His Punishment for Loving me

urrowed at me. He stood there stunned and in shock! Our eyes met for only a fraction of a second. Then, I witnessed ho

stand there starin

s, peering at me as i

are making me worried.” Not only was he looking at me con

Tay

friend? Who are you? Some fake imposter?" Samson stated while staring at the text

real me! You're girlf

r questioning. Instead, it

ask you again.

rd him. It was my natural inclination to want to comfort him, seeing the pain and confusion i

s anything rea

re genuine. You said you wo

shoulders and hug him. But Samson pushed m

o looks like you! You tricked and deceived me!

ore he could open it. I dropped to my knees in fr

you, and I thought you lov

e door and said, "You look disgusting! I can't

st a week since that night I'd revealed my actual appearance without all the hair extension

ever saw me without my face enhancers, eye lifts, lip-plumping products, and makeup. I even went to sleep with it on my face.

hy are you avoiding talking to me? What have I done wrong? How have I hurt y

answered the call hoping he was ready

s dead silence. So, then I sa

ing to talk about, so don't c

. I only wanted you to see me for who I a

k about anymore. You are a liar and a fraud! You’re scary in every wa

ard the phone go click.

pened. The nightgown I wore was ringing w

that was an

ood in the mirror as mixed emotions overcame me: anger and fear. I can't let silly dreams make m

it’s time to experience a t

The Telep

u sure this informatio

dear sister loved you with all her heart. S

nly sister. She hadn't been a part of my life very long. We had been secretly communicating and buildi

n about my mother. She was the closes person to my birth mother. So, I listened to the information. It wasn't easy for her to share this with me today. I

o sorry, but I can't talk any lo

! It's going to be alright. I'll let you go

o my constricted lungs. I was

so na

breaths. It felt as if something was taking over me. Something I wasn’t familiar with at all! I moved away from m

ps quicken across the bedroom floor, trying to control my emotions as I thought about my mother's last few hours and what s

d pleading with my father as he tried to leave. But my mother held onto his wrist, refusing to let him go. It must have been pai

father that I was his one and only child. How hard it must have been to plead with a

ed having to trust a man who had proven untrustworthy. But she had no choice since now my father had sole custody of me. It forced her to reveal to him the secret accounts she had set

the second account to her. I don't want Taylor to rely on you for the rest of her life. I certainly don't want her to be forced to marry some

edly begged my father to promise that he would give

ng her weakest hour. Where did her strength come from, I wondered? But she tried to look out for my future. Tears welled up in my eyes once again. I feel devastated a

!" I screa

o she could release her grip on his arm and die! I got to make my f

l, the thought of revenge

ike any other that I couldn't contain. It was a hot rage boiling within me. First, I rushed over to my desk, picked up my father's picture

y room, yelling at me. "What are y

ll. I was on her in two seconds flat! I snatched her by her hair—trying to pull out every strand connected to her scalp. Sandra rel

hate you! I

o was home that evening. "Oh my god, Don

uess he was shocked at what he saw happening to his wife. I was in such a rage that I couldn'