She was always there, at the back of my mind, and during every birthday where I cried because she didn’t want me.Turns out, that was never the case.I mourned you.She said.Every year, I mourned you.She appears flawless in her dark blue pantsuit with her red hair falling to her shoulders. As always. She’s the most elegant, classy woman I’ve ever seen.“Please don’t go.” She stops a safe distance away, not attempting to take a seat. “I just…want to talk to you.”“We never talked in the past. You hated me and I hated you.”“I never hated you. I just…hate your father, and you were an extension of him, in a way, but not anymore. You’re an extension of me, too.”“No, I’m not. I told you, I don’t want anything to do with you.”“I know and I understand, but I just want a chance, no matter how small, just one chance to prove that I care, that I always have. A few months ago, I got drunk while visiting the grave that I thought was my daughter’s, but now, I know it isn’t, and I’m so thankful f
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