“I’m sorry, Grandma. This is my fault, but I didn’t have a choice. I genuinely treated you as—” “Go away!” All out of patience and with no intention to talk, Grandma Granger tossed Chris aside. His small frame fell backward as he rammed against the cold, hard floor. Grandma Granger jolted. She did not mean to use that much force… She pitied him, but as she recalled what he had done, she pushed it to the back of her head and insisted to pull Guy away. Chris sat up from the ground and hugged her leg as he pitiably whimpered, “Grandma, before you leave, hear me out, okay? Daddy took me, an infant all green and blue, from the morgue. Everyone thought I was a dead baby, but Daddy found out that I was still breathing. I was lucky I survived, but surviving still made me suffocated. I’ve seen how other kids have their mothers from a young age, and they so happily get to hug them. Me? Grandma and Grandpa hate me, nobody likes me, and everyone calls me a ‘wild breed’!” As tears brim
Last Updated : 2024-10-29 Read more