What did you do, mother?

The drive back to my office was quick and faster than I expected. It was my driver that alerted me that we had reached out destination. I was lost in my own thoughts.

And they were not good ones. I felt like there was a pressure behind my eyes and my head would explode soon if I did not do anything about it.

I stalked to my office and when I reached, my secretary mentioned to me that I had a package. But I zoned him out and walked in. I sank into my chair behind the table and put my hand on my forehead with pressure as if to minimize the pain.

There was a brown envelope on the table but I dismissed it and my thoughts went back to what happened today. I could not bring myself to believe whatever it was she was saying.

It felt too unreal and impossible. And I knew it was impossible. Everything she said there was a lie. I just had to make myself believe that it was.

My mind and brain knew that she had to have sprung some lies together for her to live with herself after what she had