Chapter 1
In the bustling city of Mandaluyong where I work to provide a needs of my 3 daughters I was a simple widow, raising three children with love and dedication, finding happiness in life's small joys. Little did I know, fate had a surprise for me One day, I met Rod a kind and responsible man who had also experienced the same pain of loss. we began as friends, sharing stories and finding solace in each other's company. As time passed, our friendship blossomed into love, filling our hearts with a warmth we thought we had lost forever.
Rod was a widower 20 yrs older than me with five children all are in legal age some of them was had their own family Rod carrying their own burdens from the past. Despite the challenges we found strength in our love. we knew that together, we could create a new beginning for our families.
Deciding to build a future together, we embarked on a journey of blending our families. It was not always easy, with each having our own struggles and adjustments to make. However, love prevailed, bridging the gaps and creating bonds that were stronger than blood.
Through the ups and downs, I remained grateful for the love that filled in my life. I had found Rod a partner who cherished me and in our children, I found a new kind of love that enriched my own children's lives.
As we built our family, I realized that happiness can come in unexpected ways. Im grateful for the memories of my past that shaped me but I was also thankful for the future that lay ahead, filled with love, laughter, and the joy of building a family together.
and the sweet taste of new beginnings. I had loved deeply before, but life had other plans, leaving my dream of a perfect wedding unfulfilled. Yet, fate had a surprise in store for me.
I met a man who captured my heart in ways I thought were no longer possible. He was kind, caring, and promised me the world, including the dream wedding that I had always longed for. our love blossomed, and I found myself expecting a child, a symbol of our love and the new life we were building together.
As the days passed, the promises of a church wedding remained just that-promises. I longed for the day when we would stand hand in hand, exchanging vows in front of our loved ones, but it seemed that time and again, his promises were left unfulfilled.
Chapter 2
Despite the disappointment, I remained hopeful, believing in the power of love and the promises we had made to each other. I knew that one day, my dream wedding would become a reality, and until then, I cherished the love we shared, knowing that my journey was just beginning.one upon a time my dream turn into nightmare my happiness turn into sadness and pain when he started showing his true color's time would passed and his attitude was changed I was pregnant in our first baby but I'm suffering the pain and loneliness
I'm a pregnant woman whose days were filled with loneliness and pain. Rod, the father of my child, was seldom by my side, always claiming work kept him away. I longed for his presence, especially during the difficult moments when I'm sick and when I'm bleeding
One day, the neighbors discovered me in a dire state, bleeding and in need of urgent medical care. They rushed me to the hospital, where I received the treatment that I desperately needed. Yet, Rod was nowhere to be found, only returning when I was discharged, showing no concern for my well-being.
Despite my suffering, I continued to care for him, giving him everything I had, even when I had nothing left to give. I always trust the miracle and hoping for his Marcy one day I always pray that somehow he would love me again and he would appreciate everything I've done for him I'm even dreaming that one day he would appreciate my value my body was weakened by sickness, my mind burdened by stress, I faced each day alone, with only the whispers of my illusion was keep my company.
But through it all, I remained strong, my love for my unborn child giving me the strength to endure. I knew I could not expect anything from Rod, yet I persevered, knowing that one day, my struggles would fade into the background, replaced by the joy of holding my child in my arms.
Chapter 3
when I give birth to our first baby I'm full of hopes and dreams, but I found myself alone in the hospital room, tears streaming down my cheeks. Rod had left me stranded, promising to return soon, but he never did.
As the hours stretched into day's my hunger and thirst grew unbearable. I called out for help, but no one came. I felt abandoned and betrayed, wondering how I would survive this ordeal.
One day, as I drifted in and out of consciousness, I was surrounded by the hospital staff. They had noticed my plight and brought me food and water. I was grateful for their kindness, but my troubles were far from over.
Due to the complications caused by the lack of proper nourishment, I had to stay in the hospital for a few more days. I worried about my newborn child and what the future held for him
When I finally returned home, I was met with another harsh reality. I couldn't work due to my condition, and without my income, I couldn't pay the house bills. The owner of the house, unsympathetic to my situation, forced me to leave, throwing my belongings out onto the street.and called me a mistress as she said the mistress like me is no place for Marcy the words I heard really pulled me to a deep illusion almost freak me out I feel dizzy and can't breathe so hopeless and shameless but still didn't believe that heresy as I don't think that old man like Rod was still have gats to do such thing maybe he might just an irresponsible but not that type of person as I know him well I was hurt but no choice but to knee down for Marcy while some of neighbors busy talking and laughing behind my back it's really hard for me I have many questions why? what I have done wrong to others why he do this why I have to face this kind of struggles while begging for Marcy
Chapter 4
Feeling criticized and betrayed by those I trusted, I faced my darkest moments alone. But despite the hardships, I refused to be broken. I found strength in my newborn child and the kindness of strangers.
Through sheer determination, I want to rebuilt my life from the ground. I found a new hope and a new purpose, vowing to never let anyone abandon to me or my child again. And as I held my newborn baby in my arms, I knew that I was stronger than I ever thought possible. and I go to Rod work place determine of begging his help and mercy but when I arrive to Rod work place his off duty and I didn't know where to find him I have no choice but to spent a night in street because I don't have money and no place to go his kind hearted co workers called him and trying to help me and my newborn baby but he didn't answer his phone
while I'm waiting Rod all night in the street with my newborn baby I feel so hopeless where my dreams were as tall as the skyscrapers that pierced the sky, to leave I was a woman of strength and grace, but my world was about to be shaken to its core.
When I see Rod finally walked through his face pale and stricken with guilt, I knew something was wrong. I pleaded with him for answers, but he remained silent, asking only for forgiveness.
Against A bitter judgment, I followed Rod to his apartment, hoping that their love would conquer whatever obstacle lay in their path. But as the days passed, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.
my suspicions grew when I noticed Rod erratic behavior, his late nights and unexplained absences. Desperate for the truth, I began to dig deeper, sometimes following Rod when he thought I was asleep, listening to his phone calls when he thought I wasn't listening.
What I discovered shook me to the core. Rod was not the man I thought he was. He was living a double life, with another woman and a family of his own.
Heartbroken and betrayed, I confronted Rod, demanding answers. But he only grew angry, blaming me for snooping and telling me that I had no right to know the truth.
Chapter 5
I'm Broken and defeated, I made a decision. I would not be a mistress in my whole life. I packed my bags, gathered my son, and wanting to left Rod behind, determined to build a new life for myself and my baby, where I was the one in control. but I found myself realizing that I had to sacrifice for my baby and waited the right time to walked away from the man who had betrayed me I knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult. But I also knew that I was strong enough to face whatever came my way, as long as I had my son by my side.
amidst the chaos of life, there I was a woman who wore a mask of patience and strength, hiding my pain behind a facade of indifference. I was a mother, a caretaker, and a silent sufferer, bearing the weight of betrayal and denial.
Every day, I woke up to the sound of my child's laughter, a bittersweet melody that reminded me of the sacrifices I made. and Rod the father of my child, was a man who lived a double life, denying me and our child in front of others while pretending to be a devoted husband to his wife.
I endured the whispers of his friends and relatives, who knew of my existence but chose to ignore it. I listened in silence as he lied to his wife, claiming innocence when she questioned him about the calls and the voices she heard on the phone.
Chapter 6
Despite the pain and the humiliation, I stayed, waiting for the perfect time to step away. my only solace was the shelter I had, a small house that provided me and my child with a roof over our heads. I survived on meager amounts of money, I often going hungry so my child could eat.
But through it all, I remained strong, a pillar of resilience in the face of adversity. I knew that one day, I would find the courage to leave, to be free from the shadows of betrayal and denial. Until then, I bore my burden with grace, my love for my child guiding me through the darkest of times.
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In the bustling city of Mandaluyong where I work to provide a needs of my 3 daughters I was a simple widow, raising three children with love and dedication, finding happiness in life's small joys. Little did I know, fate had a surprise for me One day, I met Rod a kind and responsible man who had also experienced the same pain of loss. we began as friends, sharing stories and finding solace in each other's company. As time passed, our friendship blossomed into love, filling our hearts with a warmth we thought we had lost forever.
Rod was a widower 20 yrs older than me with five children all are in legal age some of them was had their own family Rod carrying their own burdens from the past. Despite the challenges we found strength in our love. we knew that together, we could create a new beginning for our families.
Deciding to build a future together, we embarked on a journey of blending our families. It was not always easy, with each having our own struggles and adjustments to make. However, love prevailed, bridging the gaps and creating bonds that were stronger than blood.
Through the ups and downs, I remained grateful for the love that filled in my life. I had found Rod a partner who cherished me and in our children, I found a new kind of love that enriched my own children's lives.
As we built our family, I realized that happiness can come in unexpected ways. Im grateful for the memories of my past that shaped me but I was also thankful for the future that lay ahead, filled with love, laughter, and the joy of building a family together.
and the sweet taste of new beginnings. I had loved deeply before, but life had other plans, leaving my dream of a perfect wedding unfulfilled. Yet, fate had a surprise in store for me.
I met a man who captured my heart in ways I thought were no longer possible. He was kind, caring, and promised me the world, including the dream wedding that I had always longed for. our love blossomed, and I found myself expecting a child, a symbol of our love and the new life we were building together.
As the days passed, the promises of a church wedding remained just that-promises. I longed for the day when we would stand hand in hand, exchanging vows in front of our loved ones, but it seemed that time and again, his promises were left unfulfilled.
Chapter 2
Despite the disappointment, I remained hopeful, believing in the power of love and the promises we had made to each other. I knew that one day, my dream wedding would become a reality, and until then, I cherished the love we shared, knowing that my journey was just beginning.one upon a time my dream turn into nightmare my happiness turn into sadness and pain when he started showing his true color's time would passed and his attitude was changed I was pregnant in our first baby but I'm suffering the pain and loneliness
I'm a pregnant woman whose days were filled with loneliness and pain. Rod, the father of my child, was seldom by my side, always claiming work kept him away. I longed for his presence, especially during the difficult moments when I'm sick and when I'm bleeding
One day, the neighbors discovered me in a dire state, bleeding and in need of urgent medical care. They rushed me to the hospital, where I received the treatment that I desperately needed. Yet, Rod was nowhere to be found, only returning when I was discharged, showing no concern for my well-being.
Despite my suffering, I continued to care for him, giving him everything I had, even when I had nothing left to give. I always trust the miracle and hoping for his Marcy one day I always pray that somehow he would love me again and he would appreciate everything I've done for him I'm even dreaming that one day he would appreciate my value my body was weakened by sickness, my mind burdened by stress, I faced each day alone, with only the whispers of my illusion was keep my company.
But through it all, I remained strong, my love for my unborn child giving me the strength to endure. I knew I could not expect anything from Rod, yet I persevered, knowing that one day, my struggles would fade into the background, replaced by the joy of holding my child in my arms.
Chapter 3
when I give birth to our first baby I'm full of hopes and dreams, but I found myself alone in the hospital room, tears streaming down my cheeks. Rod had left me stranded, promising to return soon, but he never did.
As the hours stretched into day's my hunger and thirst grew unbearable. I called out for help, but no one came. I felt abandoned and betrayed, wondering how I would survive this ordeal.
One day, as I drifted in and out of consciousness, I was surrounded by the hospital staff. They had noticed my plight and brought me food and water. I was grateful for their kindness, but my troubles were far from over.
Due to the complications caused by the lack of proper nourishment, I had to stay in the hospital for a few more days. I worried about my newborn child and what the future held for him
When I finally returned home, I was met with another harsh reality. I couldn't work due to my condition, and without my income, I couldn't pay the house bills. The owner of the house, unsympathetic to my situation, forced me to leave, throwing my belongings out onto the street.and called me a mistress as she said the mistress like me is no place for Marcy the words I heard really pulled me to a deep illusion almost freak me out I feel dizzy and can't breathe so hopeless and shameless but still didn't believe that heresy as I don't think that old man like Rod was still have gats to do such thing maybe he might just an irresponsible but not that type of person as I know him well I was hurt but no choice but to knee down for Marcy while some of neighbors busy talking and laughing behind my back it's really hard for me I have many questions why? what I have done wrong to others why he do this why I have to face this kind of struggles while begging for Marcy
Chapter 4
Feeling criticized and betrayed by those I trusted, I faced my darkest moments alone. But despite the hardships, I refused to be broken. I found strength in my newborn child and the kindness of strangers.
Through sheer determination, I want to rebuilt my life from the ground. I found a new hope and a new purpose, vowing to never let anyone abandon to me or my child again. And as I held my newborn baby in my arms, I knew that I was stronger than I ever thought possible. and I go to Rod work place determine of begging his help and mercy but when I arrive to Rod work place his off duty and I didn't know where to find him I have no choice but to spent a night in street because I don't have money and no place to go his kind hearted co workers called him and trying to help me and my newborn baby but he didn't answer his phone
while I'm waiting Rod all night in the street with my newborn baby I feel so hopeless where my dreams were as tall as the skyscrapers that pierced the sky, to leave I was a woman of strength and grace, but my world was about to be shaken to its core.
When I see Rod finally walked through his face pale and stricken with guilt, I knew something was wrong. I pleaded with him for answers, but he remained silent, asking only for forgiveness.
Against A bitter judgment, I followed Rod to his apartment, hoping that their love would conquer whatever obstacle lay in their path. But as the days passed, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.
my suspicions grew when I noticed Rod erratic behavior, his late nights and unexplained absences. Desperate for the truth, I began to dig deeper, sometimes following Rod when he thought I was asleep, listening to his phone calls when he thought I wasn't listening.
What I discovered shook me to the core. Rod was not the man I thought he was. He was living a double life, with another woman and a family of his own.
Heartbroken and betrayed, I confronted Rod, demanding answers. But he only grew angry, blaming me for snooping and telling me that I had no right to know the truth.
Chapter 5
I'm Broken and defeated, I made a decision. I would not be a mistress in my whole life. I packed my bags, gathered my son, and wanting to left Rod behind, determined to build a new life for myself and my baby, where I was the one in control. but I found myself realizing that I had to sacrifice for my baby and waited the right time to walked away from the man who had betrayed me I knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult. But I also knew that I was strong enough to face whatever came my way, as long as I had my son by my side.
amidst the chaos of life, there I was a woman who wore a mask of patience and strength, hiding my pain behind a facade of indifference. I was a mother, a caretaker, and a silent sufferer, bearing the weight of betrayal and denial.
Every day, I woke up to the sound of my child's laughter, a bittersweet melody that reminded me of the sacrifices I made. and Rod the father of my child, was a man who lived a double life, denying me and our child in front of others while pretending to be a devoted husband to his wife.
I endured the whispers of his friends and relatives, who knew of my existence but chose to ignore it. I listened in silence as he lied to his wife, claiming innocence when she questioned him about the calls and the voices she heard on the phone.
Chapter 6
Despite the pain and the humiliation, I stayed, waiting for the perfect time to step away. my only solace was the shelter I had, a small house that provided me and my child with a roof over our heads. I survived on meager amounts of money, I often going hungry so my child could eat.
But through it all, I remained strong, a pillar of resilience in the face of adversity. I knew that one day, I would find the courage to leave, to be free from the shadows of betrayal and denial. Until then, I bore my burden with grace, my love for my child guiding me through the darkest of times.
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