He is like an unhealed wound, much worse than the others I endured. Because this one came from the man I loved. ~ A. Gupta
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“Now what’s this?” I asked, running a palm down my face, because even as I asked I knew what it was about.
“You know.” My mother replied, taking a sip of her drink.
I met her gaze. “You know that I won’t go with it then why are you—”
“It’s been over a month now, Nicholas. How long is this going to go on?” Her questions were valid from a mother’s perspective, I could see the concern lining her eyes. But I couldn't give up, no matter how long it takes. And something tells me it will take longer than any of us want.
I looked away, thinking back to my situation with Violet back in Willow Creek. She had completely cut me off since that night at the museum. Sh
