Lahat ng Kabanata ng Finally Receiving a Mother's Love, After Becoming Ashes: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

The boy pointed to a man in the distance, and the stranger immediately let me go and ran off in a hurry.The boy told me not to be scared and asked why I was not home yet. I then told him everything.He comforted me, "You did great on the test. I'm sure your parents are worried sick about you being out so late. And even if they love your sister more, that doesn't mean they don't love you at all. They're just not good at showing it. Don't worry, I'll walk you home."After listening to the boy's words, a flicker of hope lit up inside me. How could they not love me at all, right?The boy walked me to my doorstep, and I felt unease and anticipation.…As soon as I stepped inside, I saw Mom standing there.When she saw me being brought home, her face was full of worry as she pulled me into a tight embrace."Nessa, where have you been? I've been so worried!"Was this a dream? Could it be that Mom did care about me? The boy was right. Mom still loved me.Tears welled up in my eyes,

Mom smirked after she finished speaking, looking entirely pleased with herself, showing no remorse for how she had treated me back then. From that point on, I stopped expecting her love. Instead, I learned to play the game. I smile and nod on the outside while keeping my true feelings hidden on the inside.…As Dad listened to Mom's words, his brow furrowed deeper as he spoke with a heavy heart. "Jasmine, I know you're still haunted by Jenny's death, but Nessa isn't Jenny. It's been over ten years. It's time to move on. Look at you, I almost don't recognize you anymore. Nessa is our daughter too. Yes, she may not be like Jenny, but one day, we'll be old, and we'll need her to take care of us. If you keep treating her like this, don't you think she might resent us later?"When he mentioned my sister's name, the expression on Mom's face seemed to soften just a little, but she quickly regained her hard, resolute stance. "Jenny promised she would always be my child. Two months

After that, Dad lowered his head in shame.He did not apologize for being wrong. He just shifted the blame. Truly, his obsession with saving face was ridiculous.It was absurd, really.Mom scoffed, her voice dripping with disdain: "Do you believe everything she writes in her diary? That brat's a master at lying."I could not help but envy Celia. Even though she bullied me, she dared to turn things around on me, and her parents would show up at school to back her up.That must be the kind of confidence that came from having unconditional trust from your parents.Just then, Celia's dad appeared outside the hospital room.Dad went out, feeling irritated, telling him not to come again. He took Mom and left the hospital.…On the fifth day.Dad entered the room first, followed by Mom, who hesitated and sat down forcefully, saying, "Is all this reading really going to help? If it's not, then maybe we should just stop."Dad did not respond to her. He was engrossed in reading the di

"Nessa, I'm here to see you again. I finally convinced the other parents to testify together. I won't let that monster get away with it.""Nessa, tomorrow is the day of the trial. The lawyer says that the monster won't escape. I'll bring you the judgment tomorrow, but you need to wake up to see it, okay?"I did not wake up.I watched as my body slowly faded away.My heartbeat turned into a flat line.…Jasmine’s story.My name was Jasmine Chavez.It was not until I saw that video that I realized how utterly wrong I had been.I must avenge my daughter.The hospital announced that Nessa was dead.She never even got to experience a mother's love.The morgue was so terrifying, so cold. Nessa must have been so lonely, all alone.I would kill these people.Tomorrow I would personally send that monster off.With a knife in hand, I waited in the rehearsal room's back corner.She fell, lifeless, in a pool of blood.…I was charged with deliberate murder.My husband, the good