Chapter 14

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𝐴𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒 :-
𝐷𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 31𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑟.
𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒  ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑔,𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ.
𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑗𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑜ℎ 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦.
𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 ...𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓  𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.

𝑰𝑻 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉.

𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚.
𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏.....𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 ,

𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎  𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒖𝒑 , 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔.

𝑱𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉. 𝑲𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅.

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉  𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 .

      Joseph

                   ꧁   ᵍˡᵒᵒᵐʸ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ  ꧂

I was with her all day.
she had a pale face.
I tried speaking with her parents about this.
Her father is really the nicest person from her family. For him krisa is his little world.

ʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ʳᵒˢᵉ
ʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ
ʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵘⁿⁱᶜᵒʳⁿ
ʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ
ᵒʰ.....ⁱ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ ⁿᵒʷ ʰⁱˢ ᵠᵘᵉᵉⁿ

I've had profound conversations with both of her parents. It's clear that her father cherishes memories of her childhood, recounting stories as if she's still a child and he's a young man. He delights in picking her up, giving her piggyback rides, and sharing in simple joys like swings and slides.

He takes pride in making her favorite foods, even celebrating burnt pasta. However, her mother seems disconnected, perhaps more focused on her own appearance than her daughter's happiness.
Her mother struggles to find delight or satisfaction in her daughter'sWhile her father finds joy in every aspect of Kristine's life,  accomplishments....𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑑 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑜𝑖𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎 ...

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