“Luna, I…..I have to tell you this and you have been avoiding me all this time, but I can’t keep it in anymore, I….your mom, she is no more.”
Thames words hit me hard, harder than any thing has ever hit me. He keeps on muttering, that he is sorry, that he did his best. He was there all the time and that he wanted to tell me sooner, but I didn’t meet him.
He goes on and on about how sorry he is but, none of that is registered in my brain because, I am sorry.
I am sorry, that I left my mum, who was sick and battling cancer, in someone elses care. Left without even talking to her about it. Left for someone who not only killed my father, sister, my best friend but also wanted to kill me and my mum. And guess what he succeeded, he actually robbed me of everything, every damn thing that gave
