Floresca's POV
A breadwinner— an achiever. That's how my relatives view me and if they could worship me, they had really done it a long time ago. They see me as the person who would bring them honor because they see a bright future ahead of me.
But why can't I see it? Why can't I see the future they are telling me that I have?
"Make sure to make our surname be known across the country. We're counting on you, Flor," said Father while having his smile on his face and the edge of his eyes are wrinkled as he placed those smiles.
"Yes, father. You can count on me," I assured them and f*rced a smile.
Never-ending pressure is really getting into my nerves and adding the fact that I'm the eldest among my siblings and it really sucks. They are hoping for me to rise the surname of our family y
