ABIGAIL
I hear a soft knock on the door and I immediately know that it is my mother, but I do not want to open it because I know that she will start asking me thousands of questions when she sees me crying, and at this moment I just want to be alone, but of course, that is not something that will work with my mother, because she is probably the most determined and insistent person in the world, and when she wants something she gets it, so she was not going to settle for my silence and just kept insisting with her knocks on the door , which each time seemed more urgent.
This is why I decided to take my sweet time to open the door, first I go to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water to try to lower the swelling that is already more than evident in my eyes, cheeks, and lips, I
