She Said a Dog Was Better Than a Daughter, Until Regret Struck
Language: en
I’ve always known since I was little, that a person could mean less than a dog. To my mom, I was worth far less than her precious dog. Her dog could stay by her side, soaking in her endless care. But me? When I was barely a month old, she sent me to the countryside to fend for myself. A fever, one she ignored, left my left leg permanently damaged. I didn’t cry, didn’t complain. Quietly, I erased all ties between her and me. But later, when she heard I’d found a new mom, she completely lost her mind. Content 1 My name is Gabrielle Hackett. Gabe, for short. My name might as well…