Chapter 2

Penny did not struggle in his arms. It was as if she had lost her will to fight.

only sign of defiance was the tears that spilled over the corners of

She had thought of ending her life several times to escape from the pain and misery, but each time, her

of this devil who had torn

brought the relentless misery and despair upon her and her

to work hard and stay single for the rest of her life. Her only purpose was to make up for

haunt her. It was like rubbing salt in her

prayed to God for a little salvation, earnestly begging the

state was unbearable to Nathan. He gently put her down and let her stand on her

a chance to make up to you and our daughter, please?” A stony-hearted creature like him was a complete stranger to tenderness, but

our daughter, and for you as well, please give

uncontrollably when he uttered

with a glint of hope as she slowly lifted

both have gone through over the years,” Nathan continued to plead in his soft voice, “I know that you loathe me too, but please give me a chance

suffer from personality disorders, which may affect their overall

give me a

as she ruminated on his words. Queenie was growing up fast and getting more sensible

be complete, let alone offer a sense of normalcy

broke her heart whenever she saw the pitiful look on Queenie's face when she

could only turn away and wipe her tears as she

needs a

in Nathan's eyes

decide, but she finally agreed, “Alright, I'll give you a chance to reunite with

she needs a papa in her life. But let me

to be clear, the fact that Queenie calls you papa does not mean you are my husband, do you

nodded

well that Penny was giving him the opportunity to reunite with Queenie because she wanted the young girl to have

for her to forgive him for the pain he had inflicted on her, let

mess of entangled knots.

...

inside the elementary classroom of Golden Apple Kindergarten, the teacher was nowhere

in designer wear was gloating

tied to the neck of a little girl who was being towed along like a

impatiently and shouted at her, “Don't you know you're my dog, Queenie? Dogs are supposed

puppy, her grubby face stained with chalk dust.

the grime and dust was a well-defined face with the winsome features of

at the rope around her neck, which left her gasping for

pestered her again, “Queenie, I'm warning you, bark, or I'll get everyone

eyes red-rimmed, Queenie sobbed pitifully, “No, don't call me a b******,

act like one. Now, do as I say and bark like a

at what they saw, as if they

reached the entrance of

into a state of

it away as if it were a repulsive snake.

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