My mother had a relationship with a married man. She broke a family so I can have a complete family. She lost the battle. Luckily, my step-mother accepted me as her own. She and her children never treated me differently. I am always loved and appreciated. I don't have any reasons to be a bad child. But I became one. I guess, history really repeats itself. I broke my rule. I broke my heart. I broke myself when I started to love him. (Story of Trisha Reyes)