A knock on the door was followed by numbers being punched into the keypad and Hana readied herself for Logan’s angry entrance. “Ma, you’ll never guess what...” Tama piled in beaming but the smile froze at the sight of the woman. He pointed towards Hana’s guest with accusation in his eyes. “What’s she doing here?” He baulked at Hana as though she’d stabbed him and his voice sounded pitiful. “Ma, why are you being nice to her?”
Hana took Tama’s arm and ushered him from the bedroom, pulling the door closed behind her. “What have I done?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.
“That’s her!” Tama hissed, balling his fists by his side. “That’s my mother.”
Hana clapped her hand over her mouth as devastation bit at her core, the betrayal reflected in Tama’s eyes. “Oh no!” she moaned. She lurc
