"Rose"Alyssa called, walking into Rosalie's bedroom.

"How was your day, mom?"Rosalie asked, sweetly.

Alyssa sat on the bed.

"It was okay,honey.You look really happy right now"

"Why won't I be happy when I've got everything I could possibly wish for"

"Have you taken your drugs?"

Rosalie nodded.

Alyssa smiled, serenely and stroked her hair.

She had found Rosalie on the street when she was ten years old.

Rosalie's birth mother was a cracked whore who neglected her child and made her witness all the things she did with her men.

The woman passed away from the excess drugs that she had sniffed.

When Alyssa found Rosalie,she was advised to take...