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Becoming The Female Boss

Chapter 2 I Must Live

Word Count: 1032    |    Released on: 13/03/2023

ke a waterfall a never-ending stream, I could still fill the excruciating pain as the a

prised you can handle so much pain

you to a mental institution? I don’t know what you’re planning to do but I, Amara Sa

out, make you a mute too?” He said as he turned

“ You made me disfigured and impregnated me with your child

ss in the city. I’m sure even the beggars at the side of the road would know

ghed sorrowfully at the destruction I brought upon myself. Mateo and his men left in unison, leaving me behind like trash. What an actor the man was, I never thought he’d betray me. As I sat there and watched tears roll down my face, I no longer

There was no longer that sturdy man who protected me, I was now all alone in this big world. "Daddy, I miss you" I whispered knowing he was gone, my father was no longer with me nor could he h

knowing what awaited me, maybe death but

many people traveling on this road as I began to walk near the roadside a faint silhouette could be seen. I slowly walked up to the silhouette not too sure what to expect. As I wal

ou tell me wh

re and not know wh

here as a joke, can yo

muddleheaded, kid you are

n you also lend me

ce like this here kid go ahead hurry, tell your

ned to give the old man his phone back I heard him shout "Kid watch out!" a large hand held o

ent everything was clear. I didn't hate this baby, instead, I felt sorry for him. Out of everybody in this universe he was conceived by a beast and a di

atter how many times I tried my body wouldn’t budge. My head rested to the side as I watched the old man lying there in his blood his head cracked open. I couldn’t help him nor could I turn away, the emotions I felt at this moment

ssion fades and even love can be faked. The kind, foolish, naive, innocent, and righteous all fall prey to

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