Mairee_

I want to find my place.

I want to find where I can call home.

I don't want to see him again, neither do I want to see them anymore.

The moon goddess played a very sour joke on me by making that man my mate. I never begged for one; I was okay being called "accursed wrench" by them. I was totally okay when I had no one to check up on me for weeks as I sulked in my tear-soaked sheets.

But as soon as he held my waist, I knew he wasn't the one for me.

Yet, I kept on thinking about him. With my babies from an accidental drunk night, I have gone through several worlds, yet I still think of him. He was so obsessed with my beauty but would rather die than be seen in public with me, the accursed wrench.

Now, I found another - white-haired, turquoise-eyed…he had the same birthmark as him but just by looking into his eyes, my insides and knees would become weak.

I never knew I could be deeply in love with two men, the other being the one who treats me like I don't exist - still, Almando, I have one question for you.

Why are you so obsessed with me and don't want me in another man's arm but hate to be seen with me?

…Why don't you then just let me be?

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