Rebecca’s POV
The drive to my mothers house feels longer than usual. Maybe because I keep second guessing myself.
I tap the steering wheel out of habit. There is a sickening feeling in my stomach. I don’t know why I am even going.
Things haven’t really been easy between us lately.
Not since she told me about the affair. My mind flashed back to that evening. She had called me while I was at work in tears saying there was something she needed to tell me. I had dropped everything I was doing and rushed to her house. It still felt like a movie, except this is real life. My mother, the woman I grew up thinking was unbreakable and perfect sitting across from me at her kitchen table her eyes wet with Shame, telling me she hadn’t been loyal to my father.
That years ago she has found comfo
