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.

of someone who cared about her. Wendy only had to cry a little for Helen to immediately put aside whatever she was

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

hurts so

out to Helen, but her mother continued to sit on the couch, eating potato chips

were. Melody reached out her arms to Helen

stairs properly? You should be more

was in pain; she only found her troublesome. From that moment on, every time she got hurt, Melody did not dare to openly express her pain. She blamed herself, thinking that if

she endured countless blames, causing her to increasingly doubt herself. As she grew older, Melody realized that

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 beside him with