Alaine Sawyer (POV)
Years quickly flew by; I never felt sick again, but I never saw my mother again.
I overheard one day that she had given birth to a son and, knowing that; I was so furious that I hated everyone.
It was around that time that I officially started going black. My mother didn’t care about me but her legitimate son, so why should I be a good child?
Fortunately, my grandmother was always there and kept on brainwashing me about how my mother was a very good mother and so forth.
But that B.S., I never believed it.
I finally turned twelve and at that age, I had all my future planned out for me. I wanted to get very rich, so rich that when my mother saw me in the future, she would have to humble herself in front of me.
From there on, I started working extra hard. I wanted t
