like a Lily flower that slowly disintegrates, slowly losing its petals and becoming dead. A stain marred your image as a model scholarship recipient, you became pregnant as a result of receiving a series of harassment from one of the popular boys at school.

Forced to drop out of school, the once-promising future you had envisioned shattered into a million pieces, even your family doesn't want to accept you anymore. But maybe God was a little kind when suddenly Austin's parents came to take responsibility for their son's actions. Made you secretly marry Austin then took you to their house and cared for you like their own daughter.

The trauma of your experiences had left deep scars on your soul, scars that would forever haunt you. After getting married doesn't mean your problems are over, the realization that Austin has a girlfriend named Anya who is your classmate makes you draw the conclusion that your future child will never have a good father.

Outside, rain whispered against the glass, a melancholy symphony that mirrored your mood. The sound of things rubbing together made Austin look up from his phone, seeing you busy organizing your clothes in the closet because you just moved into his house.

"Make sure your hands don't touch any expensive items there." For some reason he felt annoyed. Could it be because of his new status as a prospective father at a young age or the fact that your body once made him unfaithful to Anya?

"Go take a shower, I'll take care of your clothes." A small hiss escaped Austin's lips. The next second he left his cell phone and deftly started taking care of some of your clothes.