THE SINFUL EMPRESS
Chapter Fifty
Finally, I manage to come back to the place where I was born. I cannot believe that the evil woman sired me, but do I have any options?
I don't think so.
You know, if we as human beings had options of saying I don't want a white mum, I want a black one. I don't want a wicked mum. I want a righteous one, ooh I don't want a rich or poor family, and vice-versa, then we would be able to tell ourselves what kind of a mother we ever wanted.
I like my mum, I mean the woman who raised me, sorry, I don't like her, I love her, she is an angel. What about she who carried me in her womb for months? What about she who shed blood during my birth? I don't have any attachments with her. In fact, she instead of having as a daughter, she dumped me.
So sad.
I know someone could find themselves in such a situation, it wouldn't be because that's what they want, but because life has forced them to be that way.
These are not normal things. They are unheard of.
