If there was anything I envied in this world are those children who had good relationships with their mothers. Every time I saw a family walking in the streets, especially when a daughter was close to her mother, I couldn't help but grunt in jealousy and then proceed on tormenting my mother in my mind. I have only one reason why I envy it so much and that’s because I never got to have a caring mother when I grew up.
I was glad when Ella grew up to be with a good mother, as a person who had never experienced one, knowing that she has a different life than I am. But I had a sudden change of perspective when I found out that we have the same mother.
I would have understood when she was still unkind and that kind of ruthless mother, but she was the opposite of Ella. And that made me think, w
