Lavender:"Oh, that is my umm—daughter. She is Lavender," my mother's smile instantly faded when reminded of my existence. I hated how every time she looked at me, it felt like her soul left her body. I understood her trauma, but I was just caught in the middle. I didn’t want to cause her any more stress.That’s why I stayed with her, even when I wanted to run away, so she could be at peace. But her living conditions didn’t allow me to leave her when she needed me the most.After her mental struggles, my mother wasn’t able to keep a job. My sisters only worked part-time jobs that could barely cover their own expenses.So, I had to step up.From a young age, as early as 15, I’d been doing odd jobs, side gigs, and online freelancing to help my mother live the life she had always dreamed of.I thought it would be enough to make up for my father’s crime against an innocent woman.But today, she let me down. This was too much for me."Lavender, she's the one who doesn’t have a father, righ
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