Hope

Raylene, honey, what are you planning to do next?

Silence came to Raylene, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, everything around her was calm and cold also, the weather was completely cold, the winter became cold, Raylene tries to cover her stomach with her many clothes.

Her eyes are cold as if she had lost her colour, she had lost her passion for life, Raylene realized that she had not achieved anything she wanted, she had just got everything she hated.

How can one afford to lose everything without resorting to the last resort that the majority has always taken

"suicide"

"No, I will not commit suicide, even if my time is short, but I will give birth to this child, I will raise him as much as I can, until my time is up, I will give him everything I can do"

"Love, tenderness, warmth, comfort"

"And most of all, he will have a father Strong, although I hated his father so much, yes... I tried to accept him but.... Rape is not an easy thing as everyone thinks it or as it is told in stories, it is a disgusting, filthy feeling that makes a woman hate herself, no matter who the rapist is, You can't look at a harasser's face, how are you going to spend the rest of your life with a rapist?

"I tried to accept him... and I tried to say him... but I couldn't, after I knew that my time would end soon, so I had to leave his father to him, because he is the most deserving of him, and the most capable person to protect him."

"When my time in this life is over, and I'm about to close my eyes, the last thing I want to see is my child..."

Raylene, honey, your eyes are full of dark circles, don't you get enough rest?

Raylene slowly turned to her friend, who was quietly sitting next to her, talking to her anxiously.

- I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just a little tired, you can leave and close the door behind you, I'm going to sleep.

Raylene got up hard, as if her body was shattered, feeling that her bones would break easily.

She walked slowly and quietly towards the room, leaving behind her friend who was looking worried.

Raylene, a long-time friend she had met on the Internet, turned down the news of the father of her baby, and went after her.

If only I knew his number...

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Mikey looks into Shelly's closed eyes, she sits quietly next to him in the car, unconscious, not asleep.

Mikey tried to wake her up after stopping her kidnappers in his car, shooting them in the face without hesitation.

He carried her and took her with him, with a cold look still on his face.

-You should be mine...forever.

I will not allow anyone to touch a single nail from you. He

passes his hand on her cheek while his eyes watch her chest, which rises and falls down, or rather he watches her pulse.

He pulled her hand that was to her chest and held it between his two hands, kissing her once and twice with his eyes closed.

As if he smells the wind that comes out of her hands.

As if he wanted to hide himself inside her palms.

As if he wants to end between her fingers and disappear.

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- Ran, stop!!

Torn papers on the wooden floor of a gray rug stained by the shattered wine glass

He pulled his tie as he flew back and forth around, and was met by his brother, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed to his chest.

He said in a cold, calm tone.

- Ran, this nervousness will not lead you to it, you have to be a little patient, you have added many men to search for it.

Carelessly he threw his tie on the floor and walked over him without paying attention while his hands almost cut his hair whenever he pulled him back, then he turned to his brother and approached her, pointing at his brother's chest cans with his index finger.

- You ran away!! I knew she would run away! It was all my fault!!

He returned his hand to point at his chest and hit him hard with the palm of his hand

- if I had known her from the start, all this would not have happened!

-Rindo, I have to do something!

- I have to find her.

He came back to grab his brother by the collar of his shirt tightly, but his brother released her hands hard and pushed him away and then left the room quietly without caring.

You have to take responsibility for your mistakes.

He said it before he left and then quietly closed the door, which made Ran explode with more anger to wipe everything above the desk with his hands with nervousness and screaming, even the two guards in front of his office door started feeling scared and sweat was running from their heads.

- I'll get it for you, brother.

Rindo's steady steps on the ground could show how strong he was and the attention of other men.

He walked out of the palace in Haiti and got into his car while he called with the phone up as he drove.

Liraj, yes, I'm Haitani Rendo, I want to know some information from you.

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Yes, I want to see you right now. - Well , thank you

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- where am I... ?

With almost non-existent voice and confused eyes, she opened them and looked up, where the wooden ceiling gave a wonderful look, a quiet room, the sound of crackling wood at the fireplace, and when her vision became clear, she saw him sitting on the chair in front of the fireplace, quietly moving the iron rod of the wood.

He quietly turned around and smiled when he saw her wake up.

He got up quietly after removing the black cat sitting in his lap.

You don't have to get up, rest.

He walked over and pulled her over her shoulder to the bed, but she leaned back instead of lying down.

She looked into the void in front of her and furrowed her eyebrows several times, trying to remember everything but failed.

She grabbed her head with her right hand

but Mikey lowered her hand and calmly grabbed both hands.

- It's okay, they were some bastards, and also...

he lowered his head as if he was sorry

- I... about what happened a few hours ago...

He noticed that her hands grabbed his hands and looked at her to see when she saw her pressing his hands hard.

He approached and laid his head on her lap after sitting on the edge of the bed.

The past I live in, I can never forget.

- I told you to tell me to help you, I am not someone who will hurt you, I told you I am the medicine for your heart, so tell me the disease.

- Several years ago,

- I met a boy, who was also kind and stupid and of

weak build.

- But he has a diamond heart.

He will cry for you even if he doesn't know you.

Shelly stroked his hair softly as he held her hand with both hands with his eyes wide open.

- You may not believe but... that friend, he was the reason for where I am today.

What do you mean by where you are?

What I mean is that I own you and my friends.

He gave his life to give me back my family.

- What happened and how?

Shelly felt strange and incomprehensible but was trying to listen to him as much as she could to help him.

I killed him before his wedding night.

- This was the only way for me to get my family back, Izana, Shinichiro, Emma, ​​and my friend, Ken, and Baji.

It was one life for five lives.

- As for his fiancée... she committed suicide after him and could not stand his separation after the trouble of losing him.

- I have caused the loss of two people for no reason, just for my greed, just to get my family back, I sacrificed my friend!!

- I am a human failure.

Shelly put her hand on his cheek and said softly.

What you did, no one else would do.

You know, my dear, that family is not something that can be compensated, even if you get the whole world.

But not having a warm embrace can make you another person without mercy, without love, without a heart.

Do not blame yourself, for nothing will happen unless it is predestined.

- But, what do you think?!

She pulled him from his hands and smiled, looking into his eyes, which had returned to their luster.

- After we are done with these foreigners, how about we get married and have many children and be back?

We fold these pages behind us, take care of our children's education, and our friends will also be with us.

Life would be so beautiful, we wouldn't need weapons or anything suspicious or frightening.

Mikey felt that the atmosphere around him had turned pink from her words, which were hope in themselves.

So he smiled and told her.

- We'll do this together.

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