In the en suite bathroom, Cecilia squatted next to the toilet and cried bitterly.

She knew that doing so meant that she had hit rock bottom.

But she couldn’t control herself.

This was the only way she could release her pent-up frustration, because the moment she walked out that door, she’d have to pretend that she was completely fine.

She still had to be a good daughter.

She still had to be a good mother.

She still had to be a glamorous model…

“Suck it up, Cecilia,” she told herself through gritted teeth.

She told herself she wasn’t allowed to cry.

listless eyes landed on a stray pack

thought, recalling the first time

then, Cecilia was

was a man

her house, bringing along

living room of the Fowler’s house, looking handsome

learned that the man was none other

was also

the stairs gracefully, as her father requested her to greet

couldn’t help but think that he appeared

him

see that both her father and brother were

obedient,

day, Cecilia had worn

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