CHAPTER 8

  “I thought she was my friend, mom. I thought we were best friends, but she lied to me all these years." her cries didn't abate one bit.

  “I don't understand what you are talking about. What happened between you and Kira?" She asked, her eyes portraying her confusion.

  "Are you sure you are not angry because I wanted to get married to Balthas?”

  “What? No! Why would you even think such a thing?”

  “Kira told me that is why you got drunk last night because you wanted to drink away the pain of having to live with your stepfather.”

  A laugh barrels its way out of me as I stared at my mom's guilty face. I should have known she wouldn't leave without causing more damage.

  “She is a terrible liar, mom; she knows how to guilt-trip anyone into believing all her lies.”

  “I don't understand what you are trying to say.” Mom frowned, and I looked down at my hands.

  Saying everything again pains me, but I had to let my mom know the truth, so she won't blame herself.