My Bully - Tries To Corrupt My Mother Yuna

He laughed—a hollow, startled sound. Then he saw her face. No softness. No pity. Just a mother who had remembered what she was protecting.

“Oh,” she whispered. Not angry. Not tearful. Just oh —the sound of a garden finally recognizing the serpent. my bully tries to corrupt my mother yuna

First, she started defending him. “He’s not a monster, just lost.” He laughed—a hollow, startled sound

The first crack appeared on a Tuesday. Yuna invited him in for iced tea. I sat at the kitchen table, silent, as Derek spun his web. He laughed—a hollow