Lavender J. Amherst, the beautiful and only daughter of her father, though illegitimate. Bore by her father's mistress who later died, she was loathed by her father's wife, snubbed by her siblings and looked upon as a disappointment to her father. Desperate to prove to her family she can make them happy and proud, she tried everything she could to improve things  but failed.

   Everything, however, became better as she is suddenly the star of the family when an admired business tycoon take interest in her. Living in love and admiration from both her family, the public, and her fiancé, Rominic B. Verlice, she is blind to see the handwriting on the wall until reality hits her hard. She lost everything as quick as she gained it when the truth comes out, but life gives her comfort in the form of five.

   She runs away; away from her past, away from her father who disowned her, away from the pain and agony and live to take care of the blessings she discovered she had. But when everything starts falling apart again, she is once again face with her ex, the love of her life, father of her children but enemy.

But hatred can never be stronger than love.

It Should Have Been Like This

 "Whatever, I'll do it because you are begging me," I folded my arms and looked at Nic. He had his palm on his chin, elbow on the table as he fetched amusement from me, a laughing smile on his face. "You think this is funny, don't to?" 


 "Very," he drawled amusedly, "and you wanna know what's going to be more amusing?" 


 "The face you'll be making in the next fifteen seconds," 


 "Because you'll have a stroke from knowing that the contract will last a year, so, baby, you are stuck as my slave for a year." 


 "And what makes you think I'll listen to you?" 


 "Because you promised." He held out his last counted finger and I did make the face. Whatever face I made, it made him burst into laughter, along with the children except Zachary. 


 "I won't take this!" I screamed, getting on my feet. 


 "If you can't take it, then pay me," he said, making a gesture to exaggerate his point. I folded my hands defiantly again. 


Painful thoughts