Story Of Mother And Son の小説・ストーリー

“Mother, can you hear the truth?” Is he her son? His tone is low and polite, but it’s turning her blood cold. His eyes have a strange glaze that is making her jittery. Her instinct yells at her to run and escape from her son, the boy she carried in her womb for nine months. But she didn’t know her husband for all those years and she doesn’t know this boy in front of her either. “I need to hear,” Ko Chung Ha puts on a brave face and tells him, “I am your mother, Soh Chun. You have to tell me what happened that day. Why did your father commit suicide and why you jumped into H River?”

Unknown number: I’ll call every fucking hospital in the state until I find out where you had my son, I will fucking find you. Unknown number: I miss you so much can I please meet my son, we are supposed to be a family. Let me be part of your lives, I want to be there for my son the way my father wasn’t. Unknown number: I love you Kay, I know I fucked up, can you please forgive me I promise you no more shit, I’m done with the drinking and drugs let me show you how much I’ve changed.

I will. I started to tell him about our mother. The history of his father and my mother. I told him that his father, my mother, Serene and Zin started everything. He was silent while listening to every detail I told him. I told him about how his father fell in love with my mother. But of course, I also told him about the wolves’ nature. The mate thing.

The magic of storytelling had woven a tapestry of love and connection between mother and son, bridging the gap between reality and dreams, and fostering a bond that would endure beyond the realms of time. In the gentle embrace of the night, Mama Hazel carried with her the precious memory of Theo's peaceful slumber, his dreams filled with the enchanting tales she had shared. And as she disappeared into the darkness of the hallway, the whispers of stories past mingled with those yet to come, creating an eternal symphony of love and imagination that would forever illuminate their shared journey.

“ No, I want mommy... Mommy save me, please.. ” “ Hahaha... Arav, don't forget to behave like a FATHER, understand.. ” she yelled whereas they have already left. She can't help smiling after thinking about this father and son. After few minutes, he comes back and kisses her while taking off his shirt. “ Please tell me that you didn't scare our son, ” she said while he curled up his lips, “ Come on, I just fulfilled his wish, I tell him a story.. ” he paused “ From Stephen King, ” he added while winking

Alexis and Antonio were also at the party, we exchanged a few glances and smiles. "Good evening," I greeted Charmaine's donor with a smile on my face. "My baby," tears welled up In the woman's eyes as she rushed to hug me. I stood still in her embrace, she must be going through something or maybe she thought of me as the child she lost so many years ago. "Mom, stop," a young man, who is her son, tried to separate us. He looked desperate to pull us apart and also looked like he wanted to join the hug. What's with the emotions of this mother and son?

I grabbed the door knob doorknob twist it open, but their voice and the words that accompanied it made me freeze right there. “What are you going to do Son, again you have failed to bring your wife back home just like you did not do it when she left.” “I know Mother, I do not want to bring up the past again because it hurts me so badly, but you know how badly I searched for Ciara when she left, I was ready to turn the world upside down just for her and yet she was out of my reach.” His words stung me deep in my heart so I had to remain calm, unnoticed and listen to the conversation between the mother and son hoping that it was going to give me some closure.

He sits on the edge of the bed. “Tell me a story,” I murmur. “It’ll help me sleep faster.” He looks away. “I’m not good with stories… but I'll try” He exhales, looking up at the ceiling. “Years ago,” there's a long pause. “Years ago, a family of three lived happily together.” His eyes meet mine again, and I try to hold eye contact. But my eyelids are already fluttering, and I can't say a word. “Until the mother and her son discovered something,” he continues. “Something that got her…” He doesn't look at me anymore. “The mother discoverered…”

He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states. And Celine, the road trips. The whispered promises. The long shifts at the hospital where Celine, my best friend, covered for me just so I could race to Jeremy for dinner. The nights I stayed with her, crying about him pulling away, and she stroked my hair and swore she’d never let anyone hurt me. My stomach twisted violently.