The Don's Unexpected Baby: An Enemies to Lover's Mafia Romance by Amber Row

Author:Amber Row [Row, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-06-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Aryana

I wouldn’t say I liked thinking about my childhood. It wasn't particularly traumatizing, but it didn't fill me with good emotions, so I didn't see the point in reminiscing. When Alexander asked me about my childhood, I didn't hesitate because I could not talk about it, but because I didn't know where to start. So many years had passed since my mother decided she didn't want me anymore and dumped me at an orphanage. With so much time passed, I was no longer affected by the past and had moved on.

"My father left my mom and me when I was seven. I can't remember much, but I recall several shouting sessions between them. All I know is that one day, my father upped and left. He never came back."

I gave Alexander a reassuring smile when I saw how disgruntled he looked at the small revelation.

"After he left, it was like there had been a switch, and my mum became very irritable. Back then, I was too young to understand the struggles and responsibilities of an adult, so I never understood why she was always angry and tired. Since my blood-related father left, she turned her frustrations on me, and I became her new target."

Alexander's face grew alarmed. "Did she ever raise her hands on you?"

I shook my head. "No. She never hit me, but there are other forms of physical abuse. I didn't realize it then. She resorted to yelling and smashing things around. Eventually, she turned to alcohol. As a child, I realized she became extremely violent and mean after consuming a foul-smelling drink, but I couldn't understand why."

As I recalled the memories that were still in my head for some reason, I pushed and shoved my pasta around on the plate.

"She always blamed me for the harsh circumstances we were in. At one point, I started to believe that I had to be extremely well-behaved to make my mother like me."

I snorted in nostalgia. As a child, I wanted attention from my mother, but she was always angry at me. The times when she was not angry, she would ignore me as if I didn't exist. I had thought that perhaps I wasn't a good child and tried to do whatever would make her happy. I kept quiet when she screamed at me to shut up. I kept to myself when she complained about seeing my face. I stopped seeking her out when she told me to leave her alone, and I stopped bringing drawings I would draw in school when she would tear them.

"But it never worked. No matter what I did, it would only piss her off even more." I picked up from where I had stopped. "As if it was my fault that I was born." I scoffed, feeling slightly bitter.

"I'm sorry for what you encountered as a child." Alexander apologized with sincerity lacing his voice, and this time, he was the one that reached over to hold my hand.

I smiled widely. My eyes were glued to the point of contact between our hands.

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