On his hospital bed, with time slipping away, a man decides his truth will not be buried with him. He calls upon a journalist—one who is also a writer to document the years he has survived, the scars he carries, and the story his mother never wanted told.

His life began with betrayal. The day he was born was the same day his father married another woman. His mother, barely twenty and blinded by promises, was shattered by the cruel truth. What began as excitement for a new life turned into bitterness. Forced to fend for herself, she worked menial jobs and tried to raise her son, but every smile, every step, every glance reminded her of the man who had broken her.

The boy was innocent, yet in her eyes he was a mirror of betrayal. What should have been love became punishment. What should have been home became a battlefield. His survival was not just against poverty, but against the very woman who gave him life.

Now, as he lays weak and tethered to machines, he tells his story not out of vengeance, but out of the need to be heard. This is not just the story of a mother’s broken promise or a father’s abandonment...it is the voice of a son who endured, who remembers, and who refuses to let silence be his legacy.

I'm dying, and this is my last confession.


A life shaped by betrayal and survival ...I will tell it so the world knows the cries she never heard.


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