Ruth's POV
After the wedding I was traumatized
I was three weeks old
When I realized
I was carrying a married man's child.
The one I love
Loved
Loves.
The one that broke my fragile heart.
The one that took my innocence
Now I'm not that innocent.
My mother was sad
She doesn't want her grandchild to grow without a dad.
I wish I could tell him
I wish I could
But I'll stay in my place
Like I should
YOU ARE READING
The Billionaire's Maid
Poetry~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~ Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers. Alistair. The man...
