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 on a stray pack of

into deep thought, recalling the first time she

was young and

Mark was a man everyone

could never forget that evening when eight Audi cars abruptly pulled to a stop in front of her house, bringing along more

of the Fowler’s house, looking handsome and almost

that the man was none other than

was also Rena’s

her father requested her to

she couldn’t help but think that he appeared to only be in

she, a full-grown adult, address him

thought, she could see that both her father and brother were intimidated by

was humble and obedient, Mark might agree to let Rena be

day, Cecilia had worn a simple

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