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

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

it hurts so

on the couch, eating potato chips in front of the TV, not even sparing

Melody's knees after seeing how badly scraped they were. Melody reached out

stairs properly? You should be more

she got hurt, Melody did not dare to openly express her pain. She blamed

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

years, her feelings of inadequacy and lack of love had become deeply ingrained. She felt like she could 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 beside him with dignity. She would forever be