Chapter 1880
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
From the moment I came into this world, I sensed I was an error. My mother often stood by the window, eyes scanning the horizon, waiting for my father to come home. He had a routine of leaving early and returning late, and for a spell, they lived like any other couple, seemingly content.
During those days, we were like mice scurrying through a shadowy alley, confined to a house that never welcomed sunlight. It felt like a prison for both my mother and me.
I can still picture the day she took me to the market. She wore a stunning dress my father had given her. Before life took its turns, she was a dancer, and when she moved, it was like watching a butterfly take flightâabsolutely mesmerizing.
But at the market, whispers and pointing fingers followed us everywhere.
"That's herâthe one kept by some man, had a kid without getting married."
"She was a dancer, snagged a rich guy, and quit. Dressed up like that, she's clearly out to catch a man."
As the gossip buzzed around, my mother shielded my ears with her hands. But I was old enough to pick up on the disdain in their eyes, almost as if we were some sort of aberration.
"Hey, how much for a pound of these veggies?" my mom asked a stern-faced woman at a stall. The woman scowled and snapped, "Not selling to you. Try somewhere else."
It wasn't just her; no one wanted to sell us food. My mom, ever gentle, didn't complain. She wandered the market until she paused by a butcher's stall. The butcher waved her over, "Come on, I'll sell to you."
The butcher turned pale as his wife approached. He hurriedly let go of my mom and blurted, "She's the one causing trouble! I just felt bad for her and the kid, wanted to sell them some meat!"
"Are you selling them meat, or is she selling herself to you?" his wife retorted, devoid of any sisterly sympathy.
Other women joined in, waving brooms to chase us away.
My mom turned pale, but to protect me, she didnât say a word in her defense. Just held my ears and hurried us out of the market.
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
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