My Unwanted Child

My Unwanted Child

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I got pregnant at an early age and I can't accept the fact that my dreams and future will change because of this 'thing'. I've been the worst mother to her, I've never wanted her, I hate to see her and because of that she never experienced being lovingly hugged and kissed, she never experienced to be carefully caressed by her mother. She was a sweet loving daughter yet I never showed any care and now that she's gone I regret every single thing. I regret not hugging and kissing her. I regret not showing how much I love and care. I regret not answering her I love you's and I miss you's. I regret not cooking her favorite food especially when she's requesting it. I regret not giving her my time and affection. I regret not sleeping with her especially when she's having bad dreams. I regret being angry with her when in fact she's at no fault. I regret being her mother because I don't deserve her. This is my story. I, as a mother and Luna Isabella as my unwanted child. :'(
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Warning: this story contains dark theme about depression, sex, violence, and language that may trigger emotional trauma to people who experienced the same. Read at your own risk. Beauty is a gift from God, or so they say. Bethany Chaleir De Vera learned at a young age that beauty won't give you a free pass from heartaches when her dad left her mom to elope with another woman who wasn't even half her mom's beauty. In fact, she believes that beauty is a curse. Because if not, why do her friends continue to betray and sexually assault her? Eventually, she learned not to trust anyone, she learned how to play the game, how to use her beautiful face and curvy body as a weapon to guard her fragile and broken heart. For her, she'd rather fuck in broad daylight than make love in the dark. She'd rather shed her skin to strangers than readily offer her heart. Not until Artemus Xavier knocked on her door. But in this life led through broken pieces and betrayal, how do one unkiss her? How do one unrape her? How will he unravel her?

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