Valerie’s POV
“What the f—” I held in, trying my best not to use the F word aloud in front of my little angel.
“Learn to control your temper, Valerie.” My mother advised, patting my shoulder gently but I pushed her hand off. “You know I can’t help it sometimes Mother.”
“Maya always gets frightened whenever she sees you like this.” My mother whispered, her voice calm yet firm. I clenched my fist, hitting back the curse I wanted to scream.
I looked down at Maya who lay peacefully on her little bed, staring at me with her icy blue eyes which were already filled with tears. I let out a slight gasp, “Come here,” I pulled her into a warm embrace. “Don’t be scared my baby,” I patted her back. “Mummy is choked up this period,” I said, staring into her eyes, I planted a peck on her forehead be
