Part Three

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I thanked him, but guilt ascended. Feelings of a mother can never lie; Adam is trying to see his mom rejoicing again, Adam doesn't know that his mom is not strong anymore. The woman who raised him is different today.

When I thanked him, he took it and sprayed over me some perfume, than he put it in the dressing table, he hold my hand as a child at the age of eight and grabbed me smoothly. I followed him passively, I would not ruin his plans, I didn't want to break his heart. I just went to the car and wondering about the place Adam is taking me to it.

Along the way, I kept staring out the window, the places brought memories and brought pain again. The pain of the burden I carry in my heart. That burden is heavy and does not want to disappear. I am going to finish living this way, for real, I believe on this. And here, the pain slightly diminished because I was smiling. I saw the chairs of the garden where me and Sofia used to seat every time we get out of school. I remember how sitting there was chilling to our souls. We used to talk about everything, about school and home, about love and our adventures, we criticized almost every mistakes , and  the acts of adults whom they thought they were perfect.
We talked about our dreams and goals, I remember that her love for becoming a writer was bigger and brighter than the glitter shining  in her eyes. I remember in that place, she told me about all her tribulations, at home, she was not able to write because of the screams of her father and problems he caused every time he entered home. Sometimes, he even hit her mother in front of her and her little brothers, but she came to school, and she fought the conditions and remained on same values, and kept telling me everything as if nothing was happening , her soul was always joyful , and she succeeded to separate pain from her ambitions.

Her escape was in writing, the pain did not reject her, but reinforced her to follow the dream. Therefore, Sofia remained powerful; I was always wondering about the source of her strength. I found it hidden within her heart. She was the push for her brothers to stay constant and they followed her ways.
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