The thing I regret most is meeting him. Being imprisoned by him, I felt nothing but darkness.
After I broke up with him, I even regretted it. I regretted that I shouldn't have betrayed him.
But he hasn't touched me in four years, and that makes me feel guilty.
In this case, it's better to be more sinful. I betrayed him and got pregnant. The child was born, but was thrown into an orphanage.
Because this is the best protection for that child.
I am scared every day because there is indeed a pair of eyes staring at me all the time. Finally, he showed up and he was going to kill me.
Conception: