Leigh’s POV I used to tell all that ever cared to listen that my mother was dead.Not when meant in a poetic way like, “oh she’s finally dead to me”.No, that's not it, I mean dead, involving funeral, bought coffin, truly buried in the ground dead type.And the most craziest part of it all? I didn't find it difficult in believing it too. Or at least, it was so simple convincing myself such exists. It was easier that way than facing the truth.I will never admit that she just left Brutally walked out of our lives, carrying with her a suitcase that in no way had the room, enough to pack in all the emotional, psychological damage she caused us as she was going. I was barely seven years old. It's still clear in my head like a scar from a deep wound remembers the blade that caused it.She had dressed up all beautiful, wore this red scarf aroun
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