Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Mr. Fraser stared at me, his expression a mix of shock and anger, but it quickly settled into a calm demeanor. Various emotions swirled within him for a long time before he finally looked at me intently.

"I only have one question. Have you been well all these years?"

I stood frozen, taken aback by his complex expression, my heart mixed with emotions.

His question was simple yet profound as it unexpectedly brought to light the thoughts I had buried deep inside.

I took a deep breath, trying to make my voice steady and resolute. "These years, I haven't been too good, but not too bad as well. Life has its ups and downs, but I've learned to be strong."

I spoke slowly, my gaze fixed on his face. I could feel that behind Mr. Fraser's words lay countless truths-truths he wanted to say but didn't dare to voice.

"The only condition for my departure back then was that I hoped Jack would take good care of you. So, I'm eager to know if he has treated you well all these years."

I almost laughed at the absurdity of his words. How could Jack possibly treat me well?

As my biological father, he had treated me like a commodity, eager to gain benefits from me at any chance he got.

my already fragile heart. I took a deep breath, struggling to keep the tears at bay, my voice

she was insane and got locked away in

she disappeared from my world. Yet, I

was a happy time when I lived with my grandmother, but then Jack prospered and sent her away to the

me back home was also to make

returning to this family would allow me to fit in, but I had a stepmother and a younger sister, and I felt like an outsider

feeling like

family

incredibly lonely, like

adrift in

then that I realized I had no

even ignored me, making me feel like I

bitterness. "But even so, I never gave

hard to prove my worth and to escape

home."