“Y-you mean my mother is crazy?” I asked, shocked all over my face while my heart felt like it was breaking into pieces.
“Yes, after she came back, she was never the same. All she used to talk about was about you and how she wanted to hold and hug her baby boy again. How she regrets not telling you who she really was. They were together, all of them unhappy.”
“They?” I chimed in, not aware of what he was talking about.
“Yes, your mother and Geraldine's mother.”
“They came together?” So she also didn't die? They all planned this together without telling us?
“Yes, Geraldine's mother was my sister, your mother's maid who became her best friend.” Another bomb was forced on me that I stopped.
“After she left, she also didn't stay long before disappearing without a trace.”
“I see,” I lau
