Chapter 2

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

tears that

thought of ending her life several times to escape from the pain and misery, but each time, her daughter's face would surface in her mind. With her daughter

devil who had torn her

who had brought the relentless misery and despair upon her

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

upon the most torturous times of her life was now back to haunt her. It was like rubbing salt in her wound. Upon his reappearance, all the poignant memories which had been long buried came back to life, flashing across

yearned for a break. She prayed to God for a little salvation, earnestly begging the heavens to

Nathan. He gently put her down and let her

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

of our daughter, and for you as well,

quivered uncontrollably when he uttered 'our

glint of hope as she

Nathan continued to plead in his soft voice,

families are more prone to suffer from

me

ruminated on his words. Queenie

alone offer a sense

whenever she saw the pitiful look on Queenie's face when she asked for her

her tears

Queenie needs

in Nathan's eyes

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

life. But let me give you a stern warning - do nothing that might upset

calls you papa does

nodded

was giving him the opportunity to reunite with Queenie because she wanted the young girl

for the pain he

invisible web within her, creating a deadly mess of entangled knots. He knew that it would take time to untwine and unravel those knots of pain

...

Golden Apple Kindergarten, the teacher was nowhere to

in designer wear was gloating with delight, pulling on

of a little girl

fat boy tugged on the makeshift leash impatiently and shouted at her, “Don't you know you're my dog, Queenie? Dogs are supposed to bark, do it

victim crawled on her limbs like a puppy, her grubby face stained with chalk dust. She was a little girl

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

the rope around her neck, which

“Queenie, I'm warning you, bark, or I'll get everyone to wallop

pitifully, “No, don't call me a b******, I'm

I am the king of this place and when I say you're a b******, you'd better act like one. Now, do

what they saw, as

and Penny had just reached the entrance of the

sight of her daughter being leashed like a puppy threw Penny into a state of shock. She rushed

if it were a repulsive snake. “What happened to you, Queenie?” She

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