She sat on one of the benches… feeling empty and alone. Everything that she had been holding back–every word… every insult… every rejection… every pain, came to the forefront and slashed through her heart.
Her mother lashing out cruelly, “You are not even our daughter… we adopted you... loved you… cared for you, and how did you pay us back? Because of you... my husband’s business suffered a tremendous loss, and he is in hospital… get out of our lives… don’t cause us any more harm… I beg you… leave.”
“There are no Cinderellas in this world, just gold diggers who lure their bosses and offer themselves to advance their career,” one of her colleagues had taunted.
“I am sorry… my parents have warned me against being in touch with you. They have threatened me with my inheritance money…” a so
