He'll come around
Carolyn's POV
I took a deep breath as I watched my son leave the house. My meeting in his room earlier was still in my memories. I can't believe that he hates me so much now, just because I left him at such a young age.
But how is he gonna know the truth when he is not ready to listen to me when he is not ready to know the truth?
I just hope he can give me the chance to be able to tell him everything that he needs to know, why I left, and the kind of person his father was.
“How did it go, Carol?” My elder sister asked as soon as I got into the car and I sighed.
“He won't talk to me, Evie. He doesn't even want to see me.” I answered sadly. This was already eighteen years later, but the bad memories and ugly memories would never leave my head.
Even though my mate, N
