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Chapter 2

Rosalind's POV:

Talking with my mum is like walking on eggs. I need to be careful of what I'm going to say.

Even though she should be closer than my veins to me , surprisingly, it's like we're from two different worlds.We never get along.

Each time we delve in a discussion , I always end up regretful that I thought of getting closer, and I resort to being in a shell that I want no one to crack.

I braced myself for the outcome of this reckless decisions. I need to let her know she has someone who needs her.

Times like these I need to be stronger than I've ever been,and put my heart on my sleeve. I'm about to face her ,and I don't care about the consequences.

I can hear her  talking on the phone with God knows whom, but I'll wait. I'm too adamant to talk this time.

On waiting I heard her saying the name "Jordan" ,and the longer I waited , the more ambers I felt in my heart for having such a carless mum laughing with someone I guess her boyfriend or something. Sometimes she acts as if she were a teen.

" I will try to sneak out and spend the night with you but you know my dilemma" she said .

On hearing the word dilemma I know that was allusive reference to me. I know she's hated me ever since I was born, so that's a no brainer for me how I deducted that she had been talking about me.

Am I a dilemma to my mother ? Am I really this much hated and unwanted? I thought I was about to make everything right ,but that will all be in vain because that's her take on me a dilemma.

My tears started to prick at my eyes , I started to bite my lower lip to suppress my screams. I don't know if I really have to run,but it seems like I'm not wanted by someone who's supposedly closer to me than my veins.

But where should I go? I'm so lost at this moment that I can't concentrate on what I'm doing or what I'm thinking. I'm so torn between running and staying.

But I guess now I know the answer..........