Chapter 13: Being doomed

I step back a little to the point that my ass hits the edge of the fountain that is at the entrance of our house and that is why, I become human, wishing that as a human, my scent is not noticeable.

With shyness, I approach my mother holding the air in my lungs, trusting that that will be enough so that the thing that betrays me that I am pregnant and that I do not know what exactly it is, does not appear.

My mother kisses me three times as we usually do and hugs me tightly, while the men of my family watch us smiling. My mother was always surrounded by men, until ten years after having her twin sons, she had me.

I am the baby, even at twenty-five, I am the baby of the house, so it is normal that with me she extends her embrace more. But, this is not the time to do it, it is not an innovative idea to do what I normally do because…

“Rain...” says my mother walking away with confusion as she analyzes every part of my face.

“Yes, Mother?” I ask trying to get a little away from her, but,