RAYA
My parents were huddled up against a wall when I arrived at the courtyard. They must've heard me coming because they turned to face me before I got to where they were standing. I tried not to notice how dishevelled and exhausted they looked. I did not want to feel sorry for them.
Before I got the chance to say anything, my mother dropped to her knees in front of me. Shocked, I stared down at her not knowing what to say.
"Soraya…" she whimpered, a tear sliding down her face. "We did a terrible thing that haunts us till this day. We don't even deserve to be in your presence after everything we did. And I know that no amount of apologies will right our wrongs or make up for it. But we're going to keep trying."
"I don't need you to do anything," I started to say. "I don't–"
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