The 13-year-old girl was kicked out of her house for being pregnant, and years later she returned to shock everyone.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself, Sophia?”
Louis’s voice thundered through the already suffocating house.
Sophia cowered, unable to meet her father’s eyes.
The 13-year-old girl stared at the ground, her hands trembling as they clutched the hem of her shirt.
“Shameless,” Isabella, Sophia’s mother, added venomously, her gaze devoid of empathy.
“So young and already pregnant. My God, how could I have given birth to someone like this?”
“I… I didn’t mean to,” Sophia stammered, unable to hold back her tears.
Louis slammed his hand down on the table, making the entire room shake.
“Do you know how much disgrace you brought upon this family? Do you have any idea what people out there will say? How can you even show your face in this town anymore?”
Isabella sneered.
“Louis, why waste your breath on her? A girl like that doesn’t deserve to stay here. Let her deal with the consequences herself.”
“No, please, Mom, I’m begging you—”
Sophia lifted her tear-streaked face to plead with her mother, only to be met with a gaze as cold as ice.
“What are you still kneeling there for? Get out!” Louis stood abruptly, pointing to the door.
It felt as if the ground had fallen out from beneath Sophia’s feet.
She staggered back a few steps, her wide eyes filled with fear.
“I have nowhere to go… I don’t know what to do,” she whispered.
“That’s your problem. Don’t ever come back here.” Louis turned his back on her as if she were a stranger.
“Louis, you’re right. Keeping her here would only bring more shame to the family,” Isabella said, her voice steady but brimming with disdain.
Outside, a few neighbors had gathered, peering curiously into the house.
Their prying eyes and murmurs buzzed like daggers in Sophia’s back.
“Leave already!” Louis shouted, his patience gone.
Sophia turned and ran, tears streaming down her face.
The rain began to pour, cold and heavy.
She wandered aimlessly down the dark streets, her small feet muddied and frozen.
“Get out of here! This isn’t a place for you.”
A middle-aged man with a harsh expression blocked the doorway of an abandoned house where Sophia had sought shelter.
“I just need a place to stay for one night,” Sophia pleaded, her voice choked with tears.
“Get lost. I don’t want any trouble.”
He slammed the door, leaving Sophia standing alone in the rain.
She stumbled toward a nearby park, the cold benches her last refuge.
As the night deepened, Sophia curled up on a bench, clutching her stomach as if to protect the tiny glimmer of hope growing within her.
“Hey girl, stop right there!”
A coarse voice called out, followed by malicious laughter.
Sophia turned to see three figures emerging from the shadows, their eyes filled with menace.
“What are you—”
“Doing out here at this hour? We’re looking for some fun, and you’re perfect for it,” one of them sneered, stepping closer with a wicked grin. Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI