"If your grandmother hadn't protected you back then and taken you to the countryside, you never would have lived to return to the Hart family."
Grace's hands trembled as she opened the diary.
It was her mother's handwriting—elegant, yet filled with an endless despair.
[Date: X/X/X]
[He came home drunk again today. He pointed at my belly and cursed, saying there was a demon inside. He kicked me. My stomach hurts so much... My baby, I'm so sorry. Mommy can't protect you...]
[Date: X/X/X]
[I saw him with that woman, Sabrina. Her belly is big, too. So, he already had a family. I'm the one who doesn't belong... He said he'll let me go as soon as I give birth to this child.]
[Date: X/X/X]
[My due date is in six days. Baby, what should I do?]
Grace could almost see the frail woman, walking to the hospital alone and in despair.
And the man she had called 'Father' for over twenty years wanted to destroy them completely.
"So..."
Grace covered her mouth, her body shaking with sobs. "So he never saw me as his daughter... never..."
When she was little, she had desperately studied to be first in her class, just to earn a single word of praise from him.
Even when she had a high fever, she would help him copy documents.
Even when Lilian framed her and she was locked outside in the freezing cold for hours, all she wanted was for her father to look at her, even if it was just to scold her.
She thought she wasn't good enough.
But it wasn't that she wasn't good enough.

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