GRACE
“She’s your mother, Natalia.” As soon as she said I felt my heartbeat stop for a moment.
Since childhood because of what my mother did he removed all the pictures from the house. He never let me saw my own mother’s face. I remember one-time sneaking into the storage room trying to see a portrait which was at the back of the room but as I was about to see grandfather burst into the and dragged me out of that room. He was so angry that he didn’t even allow me to eat food for two days and then later named it as his training technique of making me habituate with staying alive without food and water.
After that I never tried to see my mother’s face. This was my first time seeing her, these were her old pictures during her childhood.
As I watched the photos, I traced my finger along my
