Chapter 1:
Pat Napapa woke up startled in an unfamiliar room. Most awkwardly, she was laying helpless next a stranger who was sound asleep. Her mind rushed a hundred miles per hour, trying to figure out how she ended in this terrible situation. “Was it simply a nightmare?� Pat asked herself worryingly. She was afraid and shocked. Her body shivered. She didn’t know what to do next. Pat rushed out of the bed nervously, put on her clothes and ran out of the room. She was lost, trying to find her way out of that mansion. “My life is destroyed! There’s no hope for the future, � Pat thought out loud. Tears were rolling down her cheeks nonstop as she walked back home on the crowded street. She knew actually who to question when she gets there. Valentine’s Day was suppose to be sweet and memorable, but for Pat, it was a disaster.
“Mom, how could you do this to me?� Pat asked furiously. “Don’t you dare come home and disrespect me like that!� Mrs. Tuntrakul shouted. “You should feel blessed. I gave you an opportunity to meet a billionaire, even though it’s only for one night,� she continued with sarcasm. “How could you say such a thing? I love you like a real mom. Since dad pasted away, you were my only inspiration,� Pat expressed her emotions. She was in awe that the person she trusted most would trash her like that. “Your dad put me in more misery than I anticipated. He left us eight years ago with nothing more than a pile of bills and burden. Look at our living condition. I’m having a difficult time paying for rent. I’ve been waiting for this moment. I took good care of you since you were ten years old. Now that you're 18, it’s time for you to support me! You’re lucky I didn’t hand you over to the orphanage,� Mrs. Tuntrakul confirmed.
“Mom. I’m not a prostitute. My life isn’t for sale. I know I haven’t done much for you, but I gave you my all. I dedicated my entire life and future to you. Do I really deserve this punishment?� Pat questioned sadly. Mrs. Tuntrakul thought back about the past. Since Mr. Tuntrakul left them, Pat took all the responsibilities within the house. She was more than a servant to her. Pat was always delighted to serve her mom, no matter what time of the day it was. She woke up extra early every morning to clean the house, cook a full meal for her mom, and get ready to sell vegetables at the market. All the vegetables were freshly picked from her backyard. She rushed home every evening to prepare dinner and water the gardens. All the money Pat made from the market goes directly to her mom. Pat’s neighbors adored her. They watched her grow to become a compassionate and caring young woman. Her step mother didn’t have to work. She lives a luxury lifestyle in the slums, sitting back and getting drunk.