Darius’s POV

I was going to get over all this. Right? I would later learn to let go of everything. Right? I thought to myself. I wasn't even able to think about it to the end when my mom walked in. She knocked after she had walked in with a smile on her face.

"I'm so sorry. Am I obstructing something? You seem to be thinking a lot these days. Hope there is no problem," she asked. I sat up and hissed in annoyance. She knows why I'm acting this way. She was the one who kept me in the dark despite the fact that she calls me her son,...