Alvara

“W-What did you just say?“ I stuttered. “Mother, let's not talk about this. Not right now. I'll go get the doctors and—“

Slowly, Mother removes her hand from mine. “If you're not going to leave him, then get out. I don't want to see you.”

I scoffed in disbelief. This wasn't what I wanted to hear from my own mother in this moment.

“Get some rest, Mother. Let's talk lat—“

“Don't come back here,“ she cuts in, glancing away. “I don't want to see you.”

Seriously? Why had I been worried about her in the first place?

“Okay. I won't come here again.”

I'd turned to leave when Mother...