𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 | 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝑴𝒂𝒏

𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓

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I sighed and groaned, bending down to grab the trash bag that Cactus left me. My spine pops, a lingering ache in my muscles, the soreness especially more since my aged body went through a rollercoaster yesterday night.

In-ho is still a beast in bed, even with 80.

I don't share the same enthusiasm, being 62 myself I would like to sit all day and crochet. But, I have to actually work for my body to feel good now, so I do pilates and yoga here and there.

I did yoga yesterday in front of my boyfriend. It was a mistake to say the least.

And Orion, that 72 old hag, is still hovering in my home and literally stuck in my wrinkly butt.

„So many times, I have told you to clean after yourself, you fart dust." I swore, my voice shaking with age and rage. I hobbled over to him, where he sat on the couch eating MY chips, and threw the bag in front of his shoes.

„Ease up, grandma, I was planning on taking it out but your son interrupted me and said he'll do it. Obviously, he didn't do it yet." Cactus rolled his eyes, nudging the bag away.

My son, Lucien, who is thirty and that I adopted when he was a teen. He's a gentleman, and he always helps me or his sister out. They are biological siblings, and it would've been too much on my heart to tear them apart, so me and In-ho adopted them both along with two others girls.

I decided early that I don't want children of my own. That they are safer in my heart, in my body. The thought of pregnancy scares me, to think there's a living being inside my organ, growing so large it can kick my other organs or bones, that they can leave lasting impacts on my body like sucking calcium out of my teeth and leave them forever weak, it was clear that I did not want that.

I see pregnancy as selfish, too. Wanting to bring a child in a world full of killers, psychopaths? And not to mention the declining economy, the sick climate change? You mean to tell me I cannot show my children the glaciers because they are melted by the time they are old enough?

No. I will not open all doors of hurt to barrel at them. To give cancer, or other heartbreaking physical illnesses, the chance to claim their body. Even if it's something like tooth ache, or tummy aches, my children will not know pain or come to realize the cruelty that have manifested in a man's brain.

But do wanted children. I have so much love inside me, I wanted to share it. So, I decided to give abandoned children, who have already been put here and abused, a home that they can call love.

In-ho wanted biological children. But to him, my needs have always been a priority.

I will forever be grateful to him, and to myself for being the way I am.

I scoff and took the thrash bag and shove it in his lap. „You saw he didn't do it and still decided to let it there? Cactus, leave my house." I turn and march toward the door, repeating what I've done for the past years. At this point it became a habit.