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Elisa Muse My back stiffened, and I slowly turned around. I knew seeing my mother here was possible, but I hoped not to face her this early. I expected to see Grams and leave without having to see her. It might sound unpleasant, but I don't want to see her. She hurt Leon and me. There was not a word she could say that would heal that wound. The deep wound of not trusting me -her daughter, instead believing Noah and Samantha... I put everyone else above what I needed and let her judgment and dream trump what I wanted to do with my life. I now know that following her dreams made me miserable, and now that I am following mine, I feel free. I don't want to go back... "Dad, I think I am going to leave..." I said, not acknowledging my mother. "Leon," I called my husband, support, and backbo