Raya
Even my tone was hurting me. I wanted them to feel the same hurt and rejection I had bottled up for years, let them feel what it was like to feel alone and abandoned. But now it all came back to smack me in the face, and I wasn't sure of what to do with my emotions. I wasn't going to let them see that however, not until they explained why they left me to survive on my own.
"Raya, that was never our intention," my mother pleaded, her eyes welling up. I felt guilt prick me again. I had never been good at being vindictive. I was always so selfless, so empathetic. Now I wondered if it was my weakness. From the corners of my eyes, I saw my father nod.
"It really wasn't," he continued. "Everything was going according to plan… We were already so close, we got married and were going to l
