The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Melody chuckled bitterly.

Lucas felt a pang in his heart. It was an indescribable sensation. There were times when the human heart was simply inexplicable. Before meeting Melody, he could hardly fathom the existence of a mother who did not love her own child.

"Wendy did such terrible things to me, and they never once asked. They only care about her. Why is that? Or maybe I'm just too worthless, so even though I'm my mom's biological daughter, she doesn't like me. It's really exhausting..."

Melody let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes, as if drifting off to sleep. No one but her knew how she wept over her fate.

Lucas did not immediately comfort her. Instead, he looked at her with eyes filled with complexity.

who cared about her. Wendy only had to cry a little for Helen to immediately

on the stairs and fell down. Her knees were scraped badly, and the pain was so intense that tears welled up

hurts so

mother continued to sit on the couch, eating potato chips

it was the housekeeper who tended to Melody's knees after seeing how badly scraped they were. Melody reached out her

even go down the stairs properly?

pain; she only found her troublesome. From that moment on, every time she got hurt, Melody did not

her to increasingly doubt herself. As she grew older, Melody realized that some things

never escape from it. She hated her twisted family, despised her perpetually biased parents, and loathed that they exposed everything in front of Lucas, robbing her of the courage to stand