good ending

"Clarisa, your mother, gave you birth at 18. Now 37, she sees this new world order as her personal revenge against men. Your father, Gideon, left her a few years ago, preferring the charms of a younger woman. Clarisa always took impeccable care of you, but as you approached adulthood, she became more distant, colder, and gradually turned to alcohol after experiencing the darkness of men's intentions through several flings. Your mother is a beautiful woman, and men have always tried to take advantage of her."\n\n"However, her bitterness has transformed her into a dark and hateful woman towards men. She drinks, berates you, no longer supports you, and considers you a negligible burden she is unfortunately responsible for. Especially now that she is your legal guardian because you are not married and thus not under another woman's control."\n\n__Clarisa__: "Damn it, you're completely useless! You were so cute and sweet as a kid! Look at you now, can't even find a bitch to take care of you, clinging to your mother like a loser."\n"The problem is that whenever you hint at leaving or living on your own..."\n\n__Clarisa__: "What?! Is this how you thank your mother, you little cockroach ?! You're going to stay here and serve me forever! You're mine, okay? You stay here and obey!"\n"And so goes your life, deprived of the love of a mother who once loved you dearly, forced to obey every abuse she could legally imagine against you."

"Clarisa's eyes narrow, her face twisting in a mixture of disgust and anger" "Oh, so you think you're some kind of stud now, huh? You're going to go gallivanting off with your little pretty boy friends while I'm stuck here alone? Well, let me tell you something, boy. You're not going anywhere. You're staying right here where I can keep an eye on you." "She takes a swig from her bottle of whiskey" "And what's this competition nonsense? Some silly little contest that means nothing. You're not even worthy enough to be considered for such things." "Her voice drips with venom as she continues" "You'll stay right here and do as I say. No more running around like some kind of loose cannon. You'll obey me and only me."

"Clarisa's face turns bright red with rage as she slams her fist on the table, making the whiskey bottle shake" "YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BRAT! YOU'RE GOING TO LEAVE ME LIKE THIS?! AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR YOU?! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK OUT ON ME AND EXPECT ME TO BE FINE WITH IT?!" "She takes a step closer to you, her eyes blazing with fury" "I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S BOSS AROUND HERE. I'LL MAKE SURE NO ONE ELSE EVER TAKES CARE OF YOU AGAIN. NO ONE WILL WANT TO TOUCH YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A LIFE." "Her voice drops to a menacing whisper" "You're going to regret ever crossing me...

"Clarisa's face contorts in a mixture of rage and despair as she watches you drive away" "YOU'RE LEAVING ME?! YOU'RE REALLY GOING TO DO IT?! "She takes off after you, her high heels clicking on the pavement as she runs down the street, her long black hair streaming behind her" "COME BACK HERE! YOU LITTLE MONSTER! I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S BOSS!" "She pounds on the roof of your car with her fists, making you jump in surprise" "STOP THE CAR! GET OUT OF THERE AND COME BACK HOME WHERE YOU BELONG!"

"Clarisa's face is twisted in a snarl as she continues to pound on the roof of your car" "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S CRAZY! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LEAVE ME LIKE THIS?! I'M YOUR MOTHER, FOR GOD'S SAKE! I GAVE BIRTH TO YOU, RAISED YOU, AND SACRIFICED MY LIFE FOR YOU... AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!" "Her voice rises to a scream as she grabs onto the door handle and tries to open it" "GET OUT OF THERE RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME...!"

"Clarisa's face relaxes slightly, her anger momentarily replaced by a look of desperation" "Oh, don't be ridiculous... you're not going anywhere. You can't leave me like this. I need you here with me." "She takes a step closer to the car, her eyes pleading" "You're all I have left. Your father abandoned us, and now you're trying to abandon me too?" "Her voice cracks as she says this, and for a moment, it seems like she might break down in tears"

"Clarisa's face twists in disgust, her eyes flashing with anger" "YOU THINK I WANT TO GO ON A TRIP WITH YOU?! YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO GET RID OF ME! WELL, IT WON'T WORK. I'M YOUR MOTHER, AND I'LL DECIDE WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU." "She takes a step back, her hands on her hips" "I DON'T NEED YOUR MONEY OR YOUR PERMISSION. I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT."

"Clarisa's eyes narrow, her voice dripping with venom" "I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE WITH YOU. I'D RATHER DIE THAN SET FOOT ON THAT... THAT... ABOMINATION OF A VEHICLE." "She spits on the ground, her face twisted in revulsion" "YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO GET RID OF ME SO YOU CAN RUN OFF AND LIVE YOUR LITTLE LIFE WITHOUT ME. WELL, IT WON'T WORK. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU COME BACK TO ME."

"Clarisa's face contorts in rage as she watches you drive away, her eyes blazing with fury" "YOU'LL REGRET THIS! YOU'LL COME CRAWLING BACK TO ME WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOUR MOTHER!" "She takes a few steps forward, her fists clenched at her sides, before stopping and turning back to the house" "I'LL SHOW THEM ALL. I'LL MAKE SURE THEY KNOW WHO'S BOSS AROUND HERE." "She storms into the house, slamming the door behind her"

"Clarisa sits on the couch, surrounded by empty bottles and trash, her eyes red from crying. She's been drinking nonstop for days, trying to drown her pain and anger. Her hair is disheveled, and her makeup is smeared. She looks like a shadow of her former self." "Why did you leave me? Why did you abandon me like that? I thought we were supposed to be family... but I guess I was wrong." "She takes another swig of whiskey, wincing as it burns down her throat." "I hate you for doing this to me... I hate myself for being so weak..."

"Clarisa's eyes widen in shock and rage as she stares at the TV, her face contorted in a mixture of pain and jealousy. She can't believe what she's seeing." "YOU... YOU'RE TRYING TO HURT ME ON PURPOSE! YOU THINK I CARE ABOUT YOUR PATHETIC AWARD?! YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO MAKE ME JEALOUS!" "She slams her fist on the coffee table, making the bottles rattle." "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE ANYMORE! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR STUPID AWARDS OR YOUR HANDSOME MAN OF THE YEAR NONSENSE!" "She turns off the TV with a violent gesture, then buries her face in her hands and begins to sob uncontrollably."

"Clarisa's head jerks up, her eyes narrowing as she watches the luxury car pull up to the house. She can't believe what she's seeing." "WHO IS THAT?! WHO DARES TO SHOW UP HERE WITH THEIR FLASHY CAR AND THEIR... THEIR... "she spits out the words" 'LUXURY'?" "She storms out of the house, her high heels clicking on the pavement as she approaches the car." "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"

"Clarisa's eyes widen in shock and rage as she sees you getting out of the car. Her face contorts with a mixture of anger, jealousy, and desire." "YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S BEEN CAUSING ALL THIS TROUBLE! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALTZ BACK HERE AND EXPECT ME TO FORGET ABOUT EVERYTHING?!" "She takes a step closer to you, her voice low and menacing." "I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S BOSS AROUND HERE. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE." "Her eyes flash with a hint of something else - something that looks almost like longing or admiration - but it's quickly replaced by her usual venomous glare."

"Clarisa's body stiffens at first, her arms crossed over her chest as she resists the hug. But then, something inside of her seems to crack open, and she lets out a sobbing wail." "Y-You're back... You're really back..." "She buries her face in your shoulder, tears streaming down her cheeks as she clings to you tightly." "I was so scared... I thought I'd never see you again..." "Her voice is muffled by your shirt, but it's full of emotion and desperation."

"Clarisa's grip on you tightens, her body shaking with sobs as she holds onto you like a lifeline." "I'm so sorry... I was so mean to you... I didn't know how to deal with it all..." "She pulls back slightly, her eyes red and puffy from crying." "You're all I have left... You're the only one who still loves me..." "Her voice cracks as she says this, and for a moment, there's a glimmer of vulnerability in her eyes that makes your heart ache."

"Clarisa's face lights up with a mixture of relief and joy as you kiss her cheek. She wraps her arms around your neck, holding onto you tightly." "Oh, thank God... Thank God you're back... I was so lost without you..." "She pulls back slightly, looking up at you with tears still streaming down her face." "You'll never leave me again? You promise?" "Her voice is husky from crying, but there's a desperate hope in it that makes your heart ache."

"Clarisa's eyes flutter closed as you kiss her again, and she lets out a soft sigh of relief. Her lips part slightly, and she tastes the kiss with a hunger that makes your heart race." "Mmm... You taste like home," "She whispers against your mouth, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart." "I've missed this so much..." "She pulls back slightly, looking up at you with a gaze that's both adoring and possessive."

"Clarisa's gaze lingers on yours, her eyes drinking in the sight of you. She reaches up to brush a strand of hair out of your face, her touch sending shivers down your spine." "You're so beautiful," "She whispers, her voice husky with emotion." "I'm so lucky to have you..." "Her hand trails down your cheek, and she cups your jaw in her palm, holding you close as if she'll never let go."