UNWANTED DEVOTION

CRYSTAL'S MOTHER..

PAST: (After Mr. Well killed Crystal's father. If you remember, Crystal's father died five years ago when Kian was already born, so you may have guessed it - Crystal is not the daughter of the man I initially showed as her father...)

Now let's begin...

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The sudden announcement of her husband's death shocked Mrs. Huster (Crystal's mother).

Mrs. Huster's POV:

"What do you mean he's dead? How could he be dead?" I stood there, staring at my dad in silence, who had just announced my husband's death.

I felt blank. I couldn't understand why, how, or when it happened, I wanted to ask questions but my voice was lost...

It was so sudden, and I wasn't ready for it...

Before I could say anything, I felt the strength drain from my body, and I collapsed to my knees. My hands numbly clenched my dress into fists, and a loud sob escaped from my mouth before I completely broke down in tears...

I cried out loud while my father stood there, watching me blankly. I knew he was upset-why wouldn't he be? I was the one who had run away from home just to marry Ryan. Yes, he wasn't the perfect man my father wanted for me, but he was perfect in my eyes. And now, he had left me, right in the middle of our journey.

My cries grew louder as flashes of our past rushed before my eyes...

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I stood in front of his grave. It took me three whole days to gather myself and come here. Yet, as I stood there, I felt another part of me break again. I wanted the pain to stop, but it never did, falling into nothing but endless tears...

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Days passed one by one. Then my father's health started declining. I was juggling multiple part-time jobs just to survive, just to afford my father's treatment. But nothing seemed to work-it felt like one storm came and shattered my life. The pain was unbearable, and I was left alone with just me and my dad...

Then, finally, I made the decision to join the club. It was never my choice, but I had to do it. After working there for over a month, I learned I could earn more by selling my body too...

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I stood in the room, wearing a short black revealing dress. The neon lights made everything bright and dark at the same time. Soft, seductive music played in the background. A man sat on the bed, his legs spread, his dark, lustful gaze fixed on me. I bit my lip nervously. When he gestured for me to come closer with his fingers, I obeyed, walking slowly toward him...

Once I was close, he pulled me into him. His body collided with my chest, and without wasting any time, he pulled my dress down, revealing my lacy bra. He gave my breasts a rough squeeze, making me moan in both pain and pleasure. I was pulled into bed beside him, and he got on top of me...

That was the first night I felt loneliness leave me. For a moment, someone was with me. I felt warmth in the arms of that stranger, someone I would probably never see again...

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After that, my life took a huge turn. I had money, happiness, and men waiting for me. I started to enjoy that life. And then...

My father found out...

He protested, and I kept shouting at him that he didn't understand me. We fought regularly in that small ward where my father was being treated.

"THEN WHAT SHOULD I DO TO EARN MONEY?" I screamed.

"THERE ARE SO MANY OPTIONS! YOU'RE DESTROYING YOUR LIFE, HELEN!" he shouted back.