My pain

At that time, she even fantasized that her father, being so generous, would give her gifts on her birthday.

Daphne didn't understand complex emotions, but she could feel that her uncle wanted to be good to her. She hoped her uncle would be firmer or, more decisively, choose her.

Daphne was afraid of her mother, afraid of making her mother unhappy, afraid of being noticed by her mother. From a young age, she knew how to lower her presence, staying quiet and just doing things.

She still harbored a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Despite saying she didn't want to, Daphne still cried in front of her, looking very pitiful. But Zak didn't even spare her a glance.

"She's only five. How could we leave her alone at home?"

Little Daphne didn't understand these words, but seeing her mother's fierce tone and terrifying expression, she knew she shouldn't have a birthday. Her birthday must be a terrible day that made her mother angry and unhappy.

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