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The undeniable pain that shoots through your heart at the mere five words to fall from someone's lips is odd . It's revolting , when the feeling sinks in , grasping onto your heart and slowly ripping it apart . Your reality disperses in front of your eyes and every childhood memory , every moment — everything falls apart . Piece by piece .
The knowledge that the two people that raised you , fed you , called you their daughter , isn't really your parents . The two people who I loathed since a child , isn't really my parents . The two people that abused , tortured and hated me , isn't my parents . My real parents shoved me into these people's hands . Which just makes them worse than the people who raised me .
I stare at this woman sat in front of me , her eyes a shade darker
