From the deepest desires
often come the deadliest
hatred.
***
"I'm here, my son. I left you in the past but please forgive me. Whatever I did, I regret it now. But please accept me again as your mother. I will do everything for you."
Claire wiped the tears off her cheeks with her gloved fingers. Slowly, she clutched the skirt of her beaded ball gown and lowered her knees to the soft, carpeted floor.
Large, sapphire eyes peered behind exquisite eyelashes, it continued to fight my gaze for minutes. I don't feel anything at all as I watch her on her knees. Not even pity.
It felt like I lost all my abilities to feel any emotion. I no longer feel the pain, only numbness.
