The Second Chance: Fatal Love And Revenge

r since my mother passed away. Things weren't any different between my fat

ose horrid screams of mine when

and my stepmother. I couldn't be more glad that I didn't have any sibli

ed to end her life alongside th

heard a loud bang on the door. It startled

father calle

n the sitt

knob as different thoughts raced through my mind. What

macing on the sound that emanat

ing a bottle of beer with his legs propped on

the spot as soon as I made eye contact with him. He averted his gaz

room, different bottles of bee

to say his usual words whenever he called to ask me for mone

y face while he took another beer and downe

ing to gather his words together. The way he look

ifferent from asking

eeping her in suspense" My stepmother, Clara, said while

her eyes at m