Wounded

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Blair POV I nodded "I want to look my mother in the eyes," I said, my voice breaking "and I want to ask her how she could do this to me all these years, knowing who I was to her. How she could leave a child abandoned in the forest and not care? How any mother could do such a thing and how she could deliberately favor one daughter over another." Even now, it tore a hole through my heart and left me speechless. I could not fathom doing such a thing to my own child and it hurt so bad, inside, to know that she had done it so easily, so callously, when it came to me. Silence. Tears welled in my eyes. I felt foolish. Why did this matter so much to me? Why couldn't I just let it go? Why did I care so much? It was all in the past, but it was like a new wound that wouldn't heal. It was like havi

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