His cruel destiny

Natasha POV

I sighed and walked out of the restaurant where I worked as a waitress.

It was the month of October and the weather is too hot. I was literally melting in this heat.

I said goodbye to the owner who was an old man. He is a good kind man.

It's very difficult to find a man like him. He respects us, girls, very much.

According to me, he is the best employer I have seen in my whole 17 years of life.

I started to walk toward my house which is half an hour away on foot from this restaurant.

I wiped my hands from my denim jeans. I pulled my hair out of the ponytail and made a messy bun.

It was evening time and I looked at my right side and saw a park where many kids were playing.

I walked toward the park and sat on the bench and watched kids playing with their parents.

I always come here to watch these kids playing with their parents whenever I have some time.

I always craved for it. Growing up in an orphanage is not easy. It's quite difficult to stay in that place.

I don't know who my parents are or anyone. I had spent 14 years in the orphanage.

I always have asked Mother Angela about my parents since childhood. But she always avoided the question.

parents would come to take me back to my house.

to search for them through the window

did that for 10 years but when I completed my 14 years of life, she told me the truth, the

parents don't want me as they were teen parents. So

they would come and take me to my real home.

life. That I don't have any home. I have nothing.

and started to work so that I

streets for 5 days when I had no home. But then Mr. Bill Cameron,

and told him that I

for him. I

lives with his wife and she is an angel. Their behavior toward

home for one month and started to work in the

rent. Then after that, I had found a one-room apartment for

but was enough for me. I shifted to that apartment but I didn't leave my job as it was my only source of income.

a lot of difficulties. I got bullied and everyone called me a bookworm.

it didn't hurt me. It hurts but now I am habitual of it.

which I don't know when fall.  I turned and

said with a sad pout.

and wiped my tears and said: "Ok I won't

She smiled at me and went back to where

cry. I stood up and started to walk toward

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Liam POV