chapter-22

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This part is all going to be roderic's pov: when he left them and everything.. it won't be so clear but the flashback will be given here.

(Flashback starts)

After returning from school, the young boy ran from there to here only to receive a reprimand for running.

Roderic Stay where you are. You are becoming a bad boy by the day. Start caring for your siblings instead of running around. You are seven years old. Said Camila being annoyed of her son's actions

But Ma- as he got cut off

Do not irritate me. Go do your work. Camila spoke

The little boy became sad and walked away to see his baby sister.

Hello, little one! He greated her

The little baby giggled as he lifted her and sat on the bed, starting to play with her. As time passed, the little girl fell asleep in his arms, and he put her back into the cradle and began walking, but he heard his parents talking and decided to listen.

Should we abandon the children? I can not care for them anymore. Said Camila sighing

Let Roderic reach the age of twelve. Then we will. However, I never wanted children; it was all a mistake. Camilo spoke

When did I ever want children? Everything depends on you. Camila snorted while telling

I never expected it to be this difficult. Whatever, let us leave them for now and decide later. Said Camilo snarling

What if the kids listen to our talks? Questioned Camila

Let them know!! They are obviously undesirable for us and the entire world. Laughed camila

You are correct. I have such an intelligent wife. Camilo spoke grinning

Avoid flirting. She glared at him.

He fled before his parents could come out. He kept his tears under control. Listening to his parents speak in that manner broke his heart. Why did they have children if they did not want them? Was it that difficult to raise them? Were they such a burden for them? He decided to take care of his siblings before anything happened and their parents made the decision to throw them out.
Days passed, and Roderic's life was full of dark days. His parents forced him to work for other mafias, and the people there had no mercy on the little boy. They beat him, starved him, subjected him to cruel, dirty, painful punishments, and spoke such dirty words to him that he believed he was worthless but continued to live for his one and only siblings. He returned late at night and left early in the morning. His parents made him study so that he could use those accounts and everything. He has not even met his siblings. He could only see them on rare occasions. Today marks his twelveth birthday.

Frattelo, happy birthday. The second youngest, Alexzandro, approached and gave him a hug.

Thank you, kid. With a painful smile, he gave him a hug in return.

Happyyyy Birthdayyyy myyy second papaaaaa... young allesa ran up to him and hugged him, wishing him and smiling at him. He melted when he saw the beautiful smile on her tiny little face. She regarded him as her second father, which pleased him.

While everyone gathered to wish him well. Except for his parents, everyone wished him well, and he smiled in response. He did not even think his parents would wish him well. He was the only one who was aware of these things. He was afraid they would abandon him and his siblings today. Despite earning money from his cruel job, he was still able to provide for them as a parent. However, he was aware that he would always keep his siblings content and away from everything he was doing at the moment. All of the siblings slept, including Allesa, who slept with her head on his chest.
The night was going well until he went outside to drink water and saw his parents packing their belongings and whispering to themselves.

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