What happens if the intelligent but withdrawn wallflower encountered the mysterious yet dangerously charming drug dealing dropout?
(This story takes place before the events of the first book. Please read the first book before reading it because thi...
"You have a healthy girl, Mrs. Smith." The nurse informed.
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"Yeah, yeah, give her here." The woman with messy blonde hair and chestnut eyes curtly demanded as the nurse gently lent her baby to the mother while she wails in her arms.
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She stared at the baby with a blank expression before she shrugged her shoulders the moment she saw her baby's facial features.
"Welp, at least she ain't mentally disabled." She dryly muttered. The little girl sulked and gripped the hem of her pink skirt when she heard her comment.
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Then the mother gently rocks the baby back and forth hopefully to calm her down. While doing so, she turns to the nurse.
"You can go now." She told her bluntly.
"Y-Yes ma'am." She stuttered and scurried out the room. Once she left, the little girl with blonde hair and hazel eyes spun her head to her mother.
"Mommy, where's daddy?" She asked curiously. Her mother rolled her eyes at her daughter's question, yet smiled falsely at her.
"Your daddy's probably banging some whore or manwhore on the streets somewhere. Since he doesn't give a damn about his own family and me." She ranted.
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