My father bought my mother, for $50,000.
A mail order bride. A silver haired geek dating some exotic bombshell, who would have thought.
What happened to not putting a price on an individual’s life?
I have no emotional connection with either of my parents ; but my mother pretends that she loves me to death, in public.
I go to private school, I speak 4 languages, English being my third.
I have everything a girl could ever want, really.
I just text my father if I want anything, and he gets it for me.
I’m one spoiled brat.
Yet I feel empty. Cold and alone.
I’m the “go-to” girl.
I love smiling, it’s my mask.
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