Book 2: Night Shift

et my body move on its own. A woman with red lips and a pale c

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I can't understand and feel the annoyance, so I'll bite.

dded. "Anyways, I'm Yhra Santos." Her eyebrows raised for

my head. If I looked familiar, well, I'm the only mother of the chi

If she wasn't taking care of my children, I might have hit her with a bottle of wine, so

hand. It's embarrassing that she still recognized me. I was just forced then. They also didn't want to beli

hook my head, then he laughed. She

y husband's ex. My bad." I can't hide my smile. Lesley, again, that's also a reason why I don't want to become a model. Because of Lesley

need to go." I said, a

line and I just started last month. I will pay you well. I just don't see my taste in the model, so

okay?" She clapped her hand and shook my hand. I don't know if she was pretendi

direction and hugged Dana's thigh. I wipe my tears and feel the pain again. Every day, I ca

part of being human, and it's a test for me to try everything I have. They brought me to Paris, and then they saw me in the alley; the ring

to school by papa. There. There is no clear discussion about whether Mama and Papa got

y face and pictorials were very distinctive. I went home and returned to the Philippines because my father was sick. He found out that Lorraine is not his daug

y could get the money and be free from him, what a selfish person, all they think

tly three months ago after I graduated in business administration and modeled in Par

but little do they kno

ruined my life, my everything. I trusted a worthless person. He's a good man, bu

can I get my son back? How can I hurt him, Remon? How can I destroy them? How can I watch

d an appointment with the doctor since I feel that I need

to come and check on me. I noticed him in his office, and his secretary was sta

oping to see him suffer and regret every decis

g, they look like a happy family there, how funny is t

them for nine months

s about to say, when I dropped the frame on purp

to drop it, Mr. Remon." I bit my tongue, to stop myself from smiling,

living nightm