n's
beloved father inlaw, hot drops
Laura led me into our living room. It was his funera
bed to get some sleep, but I couldn
ust fathom that I wouldn'
like I was his biological daughter, showing me the fatherly love I had never experienced in
e a napkin, she reminded me that she would
get some r
d I nodded, while thank
ce myself to sleep, but suddenly the door stormed op
you said you, Oliver and mum
ne, who walked up to me wit
ld me they'd sleep over at Albert's ho
g why she was here
ed because no one would defend your
p to me with an evil smirk,
n aback by
steps backwards as I wa
d not stop c
ith me again, eyes pr
should have prayed for grandfather not to die. Poor Gw
ud bolt and I couldn't help but wonder
, but today was the worst
nd this was what she had to say
biological father, he was the one I got to know as fat
d after he lost his own f
d a sad
uttered to myself, dismissing the thoug
f I wanted to go ge
coming, so I neede
Lucas's grave was lowered, broke my heart, so I
o the kitchen to make
thick and dark, and I wa
the shelf, I heard someone call my name
, Oliver was standing there wit
tretched towards me,
You startled me with the
couldn't deny the danger sig
as my hands landed on the envelope, he tu
is t
haunt me, but how bad could the item in th
and the first thing that star
s as I glanced through the pap
y, it was as if I was b
itching in
-- no, no, baby th
I followed Oliv
ped hard as I
was shut
and I totally understand, but serving
hands trembled terribly
urself what you haven't
reatening to bring down the roof,
r three years, but stil
nception of this contraception called our marriage, nothing has been working. Nothing! Not even the
n, gradually shutti
inability to conceive to mock me, despit
to speak, but the sight o
ed his wavy black hair, her hands wrapped around his broad