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Hank-I’ll let you off the phone, but I will never let you go. Juliet can’t help the smile that takes over. He is cheesy but he is good. “Hey Mom,” Juliet says pulling her hair back and removing the nose. “Hey Baby,” Anita Collins is looking weaker than normal. “Mom are you okay?” Juliet asks. “Yes I am just very tired. Your father has been in a mood and they started the new treatment so he is in pain on top of his bad mood. It has me run down a little. But I’ll be okay.”

Even now, I'm already crying again. "Mom, I'll be fine. Mama, don't be sick anymore, mama, I love Key!" I sobbed softly. "M-mom sa-wrong son, Key t-not wrong-lah. Aya-h, it's here. Look at-ma Key!” Mom exclaimed haltingly.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

After a couple of seconds, she muttered, "Mommy?" "Yes, love." "Why do we never call, Daddy? Not even once? My friends and classmates, whenever they miss their mom and daddy, they will be calling them....what do you call that, Mommy?" "They use social media." "Yes! That's it, Mommy." Her eyes lit up as if an excellent idea came into her mind. "Why don't we call Daddy, Mommy? I want to see him! I want to hear his voice!" she exclaimed and jumped on her seat.

Every possible way he could reach me, I cut it all off in one go. 12 years of love and desperate efforts to please him were completely wiped out at that moment. Back in the hospital room, I dug through my suitcase for the ebony cross Mom had left me. Once found, I fastened it around my neck. … At 3:00 pm, Marco Fabbri pushed open the door and entered. He had been one of Mom's most loyal subordinates back in the day and had kept a quiet watch over me all these years. Whenever Elena tormented me or the family pushed me aside, he would somehow find a way to offer a helping hand in secret.

Elara's P.O.V When I got home, I cheered up considerably with my dad's company and comfort. I eventually took out my phone, and found a bunch of missed calls and texts—all from Orion. [Where did you go, Elara? I know you're in a bad mood, but just come back. I can explain everything.] [It's okay if you don't want to see me. Just come home and I'll stay outside like a Beta. I'm begging you, don't go disappearing on me.]

I looked down immediately so he couldn’t catch me blushing. “Where did you get the recipe from?” He asked moaning while eating. A proud smile crept on my face. He likes my curry! “It was my mother’s recipe,” I said looking at him, happy. He looked at me smiled. “This was the best thing today,” he said and for some reason, I felt content. “By the way, where are your parents?” He asked making me drop my smile instantly. Where are my parents? The loud wailing and screams rushed my mind. The begging, slashing, crying, everything. The darkroom where I lost her, all the awful memories.

“Please be nice to mommy while you are there. I don’t like it when she is not feeling good.” You are probably ju

Sounding princely while the suppressed thug in me was slowly surfacing. “More like no one wants a woman as pathetic as you. Truth is I am the only one who can ever accommodate someone like you. You might think highly of yourself but men don't like women like you. So when you're done throwing your tantrum you can come back to me,” he said and while I stared ahead, my hand shaking and tears springing in my eyes. Why would he do that to me? “Fuck you!” I shouted my first curse word in ten years since the first time I said it and my mother canceled our scheduled vacation to Disney world and punished me with a trip to the beach instead where we had gotten into an accident and they had both died.

"No mom I am not pregnant." "Oh.. I wouldn't mind some grand children.. Just saying." "MOM!" "What? Neither of us are getting any younger." "Except that would most likely ruin my career. Anyways where are you?" "What do you mean where am I? I'm at home."