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The Day I Found My Mother's Secret

Warning: Read at your own risk. I was just a kid when they started locking me in the house. Because I was mischievous, they said. Dark rooms. Hours that felt like years. The key turning. No reasons given. Years later I discovered my mother kissing Uncle Jun. My chest caved in. I turned and went straight to find my father. I needed him. Needed one person who wasn’t lying. I discovered him cheating too, with my aunt. The floor dropped out from under me. Everything cracked open, every hug, every “I love you”, every family photo, turned into glass shards slicing through my ribs. I couldn’t scream. Couldn’t cry. Just stood there until my legs gave out. My whole world didn’t break. It vanished… I thought that was the worst it could get. Then, only too soon, I lost my virginity to someone close. One night, she came to my room, someone I’d known forever, someone who felt safe in the wreckage. Her hands were gentle at first. Then urgent. Clothes fell away. Skin on skin. She guided me inside her, warm and tight and slick. I moved clumsy, then desperate, thrusting deeper while she whispered it was okay, that she wanted this, that she’d take the hurt away. Her legs wrapped around me. Nails in my back. Soft gasps every time I bottomed out. I came hard, shaking, spilling everything I had left into her while tears finally broke free. From that moment my world changed completely. I was no longer the Lian I used to be. What’s left is someone colder. Hungrier. Someone who learned too young that love is just another lie…
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