The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 152

“I want my mommy and dad’s love!”

Zoe unleashed the monster of eternal Ineliness, letting out his years of unfilled desires: A long yet meaningful evening was the hardest part of my motherhood for me.

Harming your own child was the last thing a mother could do, and in my case was ignored due to my love for jane in my Villa. As the only child, Jane had received my care and attention, growing up into a lovely young girl, en Bright loved her dearly now.

Se, Zoe’s insecurities and complaints were a clear sign that he was jealous of how younger sister. The inadequate affection of any parental figure had grown hostility in his heart, driving him to the edge that he encouraged to fellows to hurt Jane.

med to be appropriate to apologize or promise his rightful place in

After hearing Zor’s painful story, I was able to understand his agony, no words seemed to be a the family. So, I grasped his tiny arms, pulling him closer to my chest.

“Remember one thing, my little prince!”

My tongue tripped over the thoughts clamoring my mind for attention, there was a lot to tell him about, but we didn’t get much time to spend with each other. This was our chance to express our emotions.

As Zoe didn’t squirm or flinch. I clutched him to my chest, securing him in my loving embrace. Voicing my deep longings for my firstborn felt like the right thing to do before my young, sensitive kid.

that wasthe happiest day of my life, Zoe. It was out of the world feeling of being a whole new person, a thy life dependent on me brought a great scene of

would

The power of truth convinced him to shatter the self–imposed shackles of

detail; however, it wasn’t anod to it. As our conversation went on smoothly, he

see Jane in trouble, mommy. When she

sentiments. There was hope for him to

I turned to get expert help in this

no idea what

Henry came to teach Zoe about the basics the next day. His voice was clouded with the golden memories of

myself, Zoe. Laura wase Jane, a defenseless kid,

Goodness, Henry!

delicate child, he had Inherited this oversensitivity from me. That wouldn’t be wrong to say

own like me, it took me years cope with my mental

Henry taught him

her in every thick

your duty. She shouldn’t

arranged a housewarming party for Zoe,