❣️❣️ FRIDA ❣️❣️

I'm tired of hearing his damned bastards crying all day long and since I want my home back at all costs, I have to pretend like I love them. I could have loved them if Yvan and his family didn't spend all his time pampering them. Every time he smiles at them, I feel a huge rage inside me. It should have been my children, our fruit for both of us, but because of Faith not only would I never have the possibility of bearing our children for both of us, but she ruined all my plans. I wanted Yvan to think that these are our two...