There is always some small detail on people that will give away their true feelings, even those they try the hardest to conceal. They do not realize it because they do not even think they are letting something slip, but to the wandering eyes, it will speak volumes. That was what happened between me and my mother since the very first years I started to understand things that happened around me. She tried her best to raise me with comfort and make sure there was nothing missing, but there was always something that told me there was no love in her heart for me, it was only a strong sense of responsibility. From what I knew I was the child of some man she once loved, not the product of a paid night with one of the men she had to see almost every other night. She refused to give me details on w
