LAURA'S POV.
“It seems you are off again.” I retorted, balling my hands and holding whatever it was that I felt at the moment. I was pained, angry, and restless. This was the same woman who wouldn't let me out of her sight when my father was still alive.
The same woman who would wait by the doorstep for me all day of high school—the same woman who had given everything and anything up for me—a lot had changed.
I stared at her, my eyes scanning through from the strand of her hair to her toes. I could not decipher what rammed through my mind; it bothered me seeing how quick she was to change her opinions and thoughts. I swallowed hard, reeling it in.
Did I ever know her to begin with? I mean, I believed I did, but then some new man came out of nowhere. Of course, I had problems moving ou
