It feels as though the walls are closing in on me, taking the air away from me. I stand up and begin to pull down the neck of my blouse. I’m beginning to panic, feeling that I’ve been lured into a trap.
‘I want to meet my mother.’
They exchange silent glances, my grandfather’s gaze darkens and an expression appears on his face as if I’ve already disappointed him.
‘That’s absolutely pointless, Amina. Forget it,’ he snorts angrily, and I take a step backwards.
‘How can you say that? She’s my mother, after all.’
‘Jacqueline follows her own wild laws. Believe me, she couldn’t give you anything,’ Thomas responds.
‘If you stay with us, you won’t lack anything. The Stanley name will provide you with a carefree life, you can do anything you want.’
I can do anything and nothing at all. I kno
