Melomiri

My Mom's Unending Scars

Language: en

My dad was insecure, always testing Mom's love. He'd hypnotize her ninety-nine times, and each time, Mom would fall for him again in a crowd. It didn't matter if he was a rebellious bad boy, a powerful CEO, or a penniless nobody. But when Mom coughed up blood, Dad just sneered: "Why are you faking weakness? You owe all this to Tiffany. You deserve every bit of this punishment." He was with the imposter, Tiffany, in our marital bed, having their way with each other. Then, he threw Mom's earnings as a funeral makeup artist to beggars. But that was her cancer treatment money. Mom learned…

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