Easier To Lie
Chapter 2: Paris, 1978
P.O.V: Outsider, knowing Adrienne D'Gafalen's thoughts.
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Now on with the story, which just so happens to begin a long time ago in a not so small town called Paris. The year was 1978, and just outside a small bar, a miracle was taking place. This miracle is usually referred to as birth, but not this time, because the woman, who was giving birth to that new life, would do anything to be rid of it forever. It was a mistake, which was never supposed to happen.
Her shoulder length hair was matted to her face, as she sweat with the amount of work that it was taking her, just to get a small child out of her. A child that should have never been in her in the first place, she didn't want it; neither did the father, where ever he was. It was best if it died, but no, Adrienne did not give into the temptation of killing her first child. As it seemed, it would be her only child, if it was ever discovered.
"How could things go so wrong" Adrienne thought to herself "She wasn't supposed to be her, doing what she was, she was supposed to be at home, in bed, close to her family. Not on the streets, dressed in old rags."
Hot tears coursed out from her pale lime green eyes. Finally, she gave all her strength into giving one last push. A loud cry cut through the silent night. She was out of breath, and she was too tired to think about anything except her warm bed in her far away home. She took one look at her child, she had tuffs of black hair like her mother, but it was most likely going to lighten up with shades of brown, Adrienne thanked god silently, because if this child looked anything like her father, there would be hell to pay. The child hadn't even opened her eyes, to show to her mother that they weren't deep blue, but instead a lime green. Adrienne pulled out a long stick from her pocket and pointed it at her child. With some fatal words, she placed a charm to keep the baby in the same state until someone found her. Slowly she got up and walked away.