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.

landed

thought, recalling the first time she

was

was a

cars abruptly pulled to a stop in front of her house,

stood in the living room of the Fowler’s house, looking handsome and

day, Cecilia learned that the man was

also

the stairs gracefully, as her father requested her to greet

at Mark’s youthful and attractive face, she couldn’t help but think that he appeared to only be in his early

address him as “Uncle Mark” like he was

she could see that both her father and brother

if she was humble and obedient, Mark might

day, Cecilia had worn

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