"DAD, I'm really sorry," Chris pleaded with his father, almost kneeling in front of his family, but it seemed like they would never forgive him.
"It's because of you that your mother died!" His father shouted.
"Dad, I'm so sorry." Chris sobbed, but it didn't change anything. He was the reason why his mother had an heart attack. He didn't mean for any of it to happen, but he couldn't do anything about it. That's why his family was angry with him, and that's why he felt hated by his own family.
"Get out! I never want to see your pathetic face in this mansion again! "Leave and never come back to my house!" His father shouted.
Chris had no choice but to follow what his father said. Even though it hurt, he had to do it. He didn't even know where they would go. With his two-month-old child in his arms, Chris went to the bank to withdraw money from his account. It was the only way he could support his child, but it also made his family angry with him. They thought he was irresponsible and reckless, and it was his fault that his mother died of sadness.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lim. "Your account is on hold, so you can't withdraw any amount of money," the bank teller told Chris. He sighed, and tears streamed down his face as he left the bank. He had no choice but to pawn everything he had. It was the only solution he could think of to take care of his child.
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"IM sorry, Miss Garcia. "We did our best to save your baby, but we failed," the doctor told Amanda.
"No! That's not true, doc! Please tell me you're joking!" Amanda cried in her hospital room. She was devastated.
"Let's just accept the fact that your baby is gone," her Father told her, trying to calm her down.
She was beside herself with grief, crying uncontrollably. Her boyfriend, Patrick, left her when he found out that she was pregnant. The worst part was that he only used her, and now she was pregnant and alone. She didn't know how to face the new chapter of her life. She would rather be swallowed by the ground than go through the bitterness of what had happened to her.
She didn't deserve this kind of pain. She didn't hurt anyone. But fate was cruel, and she didn't want to live anymore. Her life was like a broken window. She was now empty, and her heart was full of pain, so it was impossible for her to move on.
"Why me?" She screamed again, unable to accept the loss of her child. She was three months pregnant, but because of her sorrow, she had a miscarriage. This was the worst pain she had ever experienced. So in her room, she went berserk and pulled out the dextrose that was inserted in her, and the doctors had to calm her down with a sedative. She fell asleep and promised herself that she would never love again and never experience another pain.
This wasn't the Amanda they used to know, and that time she had already lost consciousness.
Hi (:
This is an English version of Nang Mag Mahal Muli. Before you proceed to chapter one. I'll remind you that I'm not that good at English language but I'll try my best to translate this story. If you found some grammatical errors, wrong construction of sentences, words, and grammatical forms. IM REALLY SORRY for that, just message me here or in my Facebook account Jesth Manasala so that I can check and edit this chapter thank you!