Be happy my daughter ...

Your mom loves you.

These words of motherly love, my eyes fill me with a mixture of love and distress. These conflicting emotions collide violently in my chest and I can barely breathe as they oppress me. Finally feel affection warms me yet, my blood freezes the missing knowledge without being able to hug her. I finally allowed to pour my grief, to cry, to regret that mother that I love despite everything she has ever done me through.

It was a single mom ...

Without understanding, my cheek arises against the chest of Theo. I have not even heard enter my room.

Your father...