At first I had stayed in my apartment trying to avoid the humiliation. But at the end I thought it'll just be better to face my problems.
I couldn't bear the name I had apparently made for myself, everywhere I went whispers followed me "slut....whore", and many other colorful insults.
I guess bad news spreads fast after all, because after a while my father sent a limo to pick me up, according to the Butler I was apparently to be taken by force.
Although I knew my hope was depthless I still hoped that they hadn't seen the disgrace....that their love for me would outshine their love for their reputation. They just might love me right?
It even sounded bland and funny in my ears I always new that I was adopted for the sole purpose of their reputation.... They needed to be seen as the charismatic political couple who took in poor orphaned children. They had never shown me parental love apart from all the riches they used as a substitute.
As the car screeched to a halt in front of my parents now domineering mansion....i hoped I was wrong.
The first thing I saw was all my belongings nearly stacked in front of the door.
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Sour
Short StoryI still can't understand how everything went wrong When you put all your trust in one person and the person watches you fall In fact the person pushes you in the first place. The world is my hell... And I am my own demon
