A new life?

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Start praying that both my daughter and granddaughter are still in that house because if not... I feel sorry for you. He says and walks away. Me: What's going on Sam? I ask, puzzled. Samkelo: Come with me. He then starts his car and speeds off. Your husband figured everything out. He had your calls recorded and your every movement watched by a private investigator. He's an intelligent man, you have to give him that. Your phone, I'm sure it's been acting up. Maggie: How do you know that? Samkelo: He had it hacked. He knows everything, he's listened to all our conversations and read all our texts. At this point, I'm not even sure if my own car is hacked or not but we need to get moving as in like yesterday. Maggie: My husband? My husband's the one who's been doing this? Samkelo: Why are you still calling him that? Do you still love him? Should I just... He stops the car. Stop this damn car and have you crawl back to him? Maggie: No, I say looking down to hide my shame. Samkelo: Could've had me fooled. I sharply exhale and decide to let this matter go as I put my ear buds in and turn the volume up to full blast. Starting an argument with Samkelo is pointless because his word is final and I feel weak around him. I think he knows this too and is now taking advantage of that. I remain silent though and stare at the empty space outside the window but stop the music when I feel something on my lap. Looking down, I realised that it's Samkelo's hand going up and down my thigh and I just remain silent although I know that deep down, I'm enjoying it. Samkelo: Munchie. You know you can't stay mad at me. This going to be easy, as long as I'm not looking into his eyes, I'm good. I wonder what this smirk is all about .Or maybe it's because I've never seen my sperm donor wearing one on his face? It must be paranoia, I mean, I am kinda scared about what will happen truthfully speaking. I thought selling Amber off to Smiso would be easy. I've lived without her for so long and had moments where I'd even forgotten that I have a daughter but what I did is already haunting me. I guess it's true that a mother bonds with her child before they are even born. We have this connection with them that can't be replaced by anything or anyone in this entire universe. I wonder if she's eaten and cosy, laughing like she always was. or if she's being treated like some... I have a long way to go before I can fully accept that I fed my child to the dogs. ~Smiso~ Okay, one thing I didn't sign up for is Amber's snoring. I haven't had to pull the ear plugs out in a while now but hey... I can't do anything any different now, I should just be glad that she's here with me and not anywhere else. If I fetched her a split second later, she might not have been mine. I decided to wait until she's up and can give full consent to me engaging sexually with her before I proceed. This one is different from all the girls I've smashed before. She didn't just come running to me the first chance she got, instead, she stood her ground and never had any doubts about what she wants. She's a woman with pride, someone who wouldn't just do anything because of money or status. I admire her so much it even hurts. Her child... I'm not to big on children. Let me just end it there. I had prepared a chicken noodle soup for when she got here but then all she wanted was to take her clothes off and sleep. I then did her the favour of placing her sleeping daughter next to her. She and I will have to co-exist until I warm up to her. If I ever do. Okay, it's not that I don't like children, I had one two of my own and childcare services took then away from me when I started drinking excessively. It's been three years now and the last time I went to see them, thy didn't want anything to do with me so I'm very sensitive when it comes to suck matters. I'm afraid of getting too attached only to lose a person again like they were never in your life. When I love, I love hard. Too hard if you ask me. Not a day goes by without me thinking of the day they decided to disown me and that I wasn't good enough for then. Their still echo in my mind, "We're better off without you! " They said marching off. Dossapoitment from an outsider is way bette but disappointment from your own family just cuts deep. You'd think that those are people who have your back at all times but it's not always like that. I've seen and lived my lowest lows in life. Going from day to day With the little that I had back then. I had no one to blame though because I sold all my assets and sold them to feed my addiction. I dug myself a joke, and getting myself out was one heck of a miracle.
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