I've been watching those Indian drama shows again. Yeah. I own nothing.
Denial
Prologue
"You're not my daughter." She said, looking down at the girl who had looked up to her as her mother, her whole life. "Get out of my house."
And when the girl finally found somewhere to go, it had to be his home?
He didn't like her. She didn't like him. His family loved her as if she were their own daughter; she loved them like they were her family. He hated it. He hated her.
Their hate for each other couldn't keep them together, but their love for each other wouldn't break them apart.
They knew they had to get through it. They knew they loved each other. But they just never realised it. They were in denial.
So, please let me know what you think!
-Sarah :)