Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 54

Sitting at the centre of the abandoned street on a stormy night, searching up the darkish sky, and I let the water droplet drain the entire ache I am feeling.

Rain droplet was making sound when he meets to land. Is rain being happy to meet the land? At least someone is happy. I smile sadly.

There were making a sharp noise of wind. It was even louder when it was collided with something. So, some else is also not happy.

My eyes were open and stuck to no particular thing, but my heart was only talking to my almighty.

Numb. My body has become numb to any weather. I don't feel cold, hot or anything. All feels the same for me.

It feels like pain has become my shadow.

I lay my beckon on the ground of the rusty and prickly road, and my eyes are nevertheless searching up the darkish sky.

Tears are mixing with water, passing through my pores, and sinking into the coronary heart of the mother of earth. ‘

‘Where will this life take me now?' I ask my almighty.

‘Am I going to live my life like this continually alone?' I ask it again.

‘Words are now not coming out of my mouth; however, I understand my cry is reaching his ear.

'I know that my god is listening to me; however, once more, why is he not doing something for me?' My unconsciousness was requested again.

‘Does God additionally hate me?' Again, my unconscious asked.

‘But again, why would he hate his very own child?' I thought.

‘No, he is the kindest in the world. He will by no means flip his face at me.' I comprehend that fact with a small smile.

‘But then why is he staring at my vulnerable state?' Again, my unconscious request, and this time I stayed mum.

Because now I don't have any replies to this.

I began laughing at this thought. I snickered and snickered and snickered until my belly began hurting.

Gosh, I nonetheless can't agree more. I am nevertheless looking forward to something wonderful that is ready for me.

I pay attention to what my grandmother said and attempt to live my life, but nothing appears to have worked until now.

No matter how hard I try to cheer myself up, I am ultimately alone.

Loneliness is no longer leaving me at all.

I had commenced drowning myself in alcohol to ease my pain; however, it elevated my ache even more, as if it were possible.

I strive to hook up on one-night stands at random clubs. However, I may no longer want to take off even a single cloth from my physique in front of them.

I don't understand why I can't get over this.

No, I am no longer missing something or anyone; however, I am hating the lot I have long gone through.

I hate myself for letting anyone take advantage of me.

It's all my fault.