I knew the woman intentionally didn't want to be soft on me because I was already too soft for my own good..
I lowered my gaze, my fingers tightening around the belt of my robe. "I could sneak around and see her in school. All I need is just one peek."
"That's not happening, Belly."
"I've missed her!" Tears rimmed her eyes. "They might have told her I'm dead and she might be grieving. I haven't... I haven't seen her since she was a year old. I doubt she'd even recognize me again."
And that was the most painful part. How would I ever get her to love me if she didn't know I was her mother?
Donna said nothing for a while. She simply watched me cry, her expression hard, but not empty. There was something behind her eyes, something almost tender, but she buried it before I could hold on to
