"That wasn't the smartest decision Rosalyn." My mother looked at me with something in her eyes.
"It all happened so fast. I felt like I had to do it." I tell her honestly as I stare down at the tea-cup filled half way with green tea.
My mother didn't speak for a while, probably processing everything that I told her. I want to regret my choice but it was made. I chose to free myself from the secrets that kept my life hidden.
"Did... Did he ever call you to inform you that I was gone?" I ask after a few minutes of pure silence.
"Rosalyn, he does love you-"
"So he never called? Never informed you at all?"
"No." She says and I purse my lips together.
"I guess it doesn't really matter now." I say, picking up the cup and taking a sip.
"It does matter." My mother tells me with a sof
