SECRETS

Chapter - 34

Author P POV

The room crackled with tension as the sound of a sharp slap echoed through the air. Y/n's mother had taken it upon herself to deliver the first slap, her anger palpable. But she didn't stop there; she unleashed a torrent of slaps, striking her daughter three times in quick succession.

Y/n's mother raised her hand once more, ready for another strike, but Y/n had reached her limit. With a swift, practiced motion, she twisted her mother's hand, causing her to wince in pain. It was a powerful gesture, and for a moment, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Mrs. Park, her voice trembling with anger and disbelief, questioned her daughter's audacity.

Mrs. Park: "How dare you."

Y/n, her expression unyielding, retorted with a question of her own.

Y/n: "What?"

Mrs. Park: "This is how you act in front of your mother."

In response to her mother's words, Y/n's defiance remained unwavering. She didn't flinch or apologize; instead, she challenged her mother's claim.

Y/n: "Mother, who?"

Hearing these words, Mrs. Park's anger flared once again. She raised her hand, ready to deliver another slap, but Y/n, now taking a step back, was prepared to protect herself. The standoff between mother and daughter hung in the air, a tense moment that would shape the course of their ongoing conflict.

Y/n's voice was laced with a simmering anger as she spoke defiantly.

Y/n: "I do have hands that can slap someone, and that could be you."

Mrs. Park, stunned by her daughter's words, couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Mrs. Park: "This is how I raised you?"

Y/n's response was a biting retort that cut to the core.

Y/n: "You raised me? What a myth."

The room seemed to hold its breath at the exchange between mother and daughter. Mrs. Park, her confusion evident, sought clarification.

Mrs. Park: "What do you mean?"

But before she could get an answer, Y/n's words seemed to strike a nerve. Her mother let out a piercing scream, leaving everyone present in shock and confusion. The details of the ongoing conflict remained a mystery to most, but three individuals knew the truth - Mrs. Park, Y/n, and the as-yet-unknown third party whose role in the unfolding drama would be revealed as the chapter progressed.

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Y/n POV

Y/n watched as her mother seemed to unravel, her emotions spiraling out of control. She maintained her composure, waiting for her mother's outburst to subside before she continued.

Y/n: "In which ways are you my mother?"

Mrs. Park, still fuming, responded with the only answer she believed to be true.

Mrs. Park: "What do you mean? I gave birth to you and raised you."

Y/n, undeterred, pressed on.

Y/n: "Gave birth to me? You? And raised me? In my memory, I have never seen you raise me. What you ever did was—"

Before she could finish her sentence, her mother erupted once more.

Mrs. Park: "HOW DARE YOU!"

But Y/n wasn't about to be silenced. She raised her voice, commanding her mother's attention.