Marguerite finished speaking and then looked at Orlando. He was sitting there beside her with a blank look on his face.
“I have not finished saying the entire story yet but I think you would require some time to get the facts straight,” said Maggie as she placed her hand on his shoulder and Orlando recoiled from her ouch as if she was a snake coming to bite him.
Maggie looked at him in a hurt manner. She did not expect him to behave like that after hearing what she said.
“You are my mother?” asked Orlando as if it was a mixture of statements and question together.
“So you could understand that from the story I just said,” said Marguerite as she kept her hand to herself. She did not touch him any longer.
“How could you do this to me?” asked Orlando as he looked up at him.
“I am sorry,
