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The Invisible Scar ( Let Me Heal You

Chapter 3 Leaving for my New

Word Count: 1151    |    Released on: 20/07/2022

so much in life to know an attention seekers like you. I will advice you, Sweet heart , stop making others pity you. It's not

om you. I don't need your advice. You can take it

ct me again. I don't need haters like you in my life. I'

block him from sen

hair in frustration

d human who doesn't ju

what my mind just thought a

with a mask* and his bio that talks about sinking into a void, there's

chopath looking for whom

ake another nap. Had it been on a normal da

ged with a n

be who I am thi

I see the email ico

, only for him

my IG account, I've not for once p

y eyes widened when I r

lations

entire message to know I've been

na

k in ha

e to the tone of music that

gs, I become unaware of anything else aro

s my dance step change

turb the hous

words. I must have been too sucked in my

my clothes, my palms getting sweaty all of a sudde

ou expecting me not to?

's no

to be happy on a day that took more than it gave." He levels me with a lo

ad

have? You're not worthy of calling me. Never you dare call me fathe

doesn't prevent me from knowing how dr

a.

you rejoi

iversity in the state. Only a few are lucky

sed on how lazy you are when it comes to school work." He slurs his words a bit. "Good riddance. This wa

g that university means I get to have the peace of mind I crave.

the kitchen *most times, I have a hunch that father knowingly enters the kitc

ithout having any meal, all because

on't be expecting you until the Christmas holiday. I wouldn't have w

ords, he lea

s i

old to their family, a party of some sort wil

is the best way of

easier for him to get rid of me

othes, nothing else in this room have being tak

r names and genres. On one of the shelves is my trophies. Awards I won to make my

o his good grace. It wasn't enough to mak

e's nothing to miss here. Everywhere I go

me. It's just one sad memory after the other. Not e

t like I expected. Knowing him, he's

ven think about that. My father wasn't the one who bought the vehicle for me. The car was bough

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