My Misogynistic Mother
As they argued from the hotel back home, the atmosphere grew colder and heavier.
Mom kept talking, recounting her years of suffering and love for him.
"Liam, do you even realize how much I've sacrificed for you over the years?" Mom sobbed uncontrollably.
This was a moment of utter defeat and vulnerability I had never seen from her before.
"You've always been my priority; I don't even think about anything else! Is this how you repay me in the end?" Mom clutched Dad's collar, crumpling it in the process.
Even so, Dad remained motionless as he stood there cold and detached while Mom screamed her heart out.