Therapy
The tension in the room was thick. Elle sat across the table from a woman who was clearly her mother. Kate could feel the pain in both people even before she entered the room. For a moment, she studied them through a one-way window. “So who is this new friend…” The woman cut off as the door opened and her eyes widened. “Kate Dawson, this is your friend!” “Yes, mother, since you abandoned me…I have made a life for myself.” Elle shouted. “Elle…your mother is here, she has not abandoned you,” Mary said. “Really, you’ve been more of a mother to me these last few years than she has and you have no reason to love me,” Elle replied. “Elle, calm down. “ Kate whispered. “You still have a mother and she loves you.” She added. “How can you be sure?” Elle asked, as tears ran down her cheeks. Ka
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