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Part II

I guess I'll observe the situation first.

I don't think I can explain that I'm going to do something without getting questions that I'll be obligated to answer.

Furthermore, I met with Guffy and received that little one-sided confirmation invitation earlier today, and I'm currently eating dinner at the family table with her full members.

Jony, Sabai, Milanys, my mom and me.

My brothers finished eating and got up, almost in perfect sync.

But in my case, I intentionally ate in a slow and savory way to be alone with my mom.

And soon she and I were together.

This must be the perfect moment.

He doesn't seem to be in a bad mood...

And it seems I can talk to him...

She is eating and looking at her phone.

Will you have a casual chat with me?

Interrupt to ask him and make him lose his concentration on whatever he is doing, diverting your gaze to an unimportant topic which I address, might not result in a good mood...

Ophelia : Will you tell me something?

She begins, looking at me invitingly and curiously.

Is it because she's my mom, or can she really read other people's thoughts sometimes?

Maybe both are correct if they are from the same origin.

Mikael : W-well... I just wanted to tell you that the documents to bring to school should be this week to start next week.

Ophelia : Okay. Since I will have a day off tomorrow, Thursday, I will go with your brothers to register them all.

Mikael : Well...

The brief exchange was somewhat casual, without much detail.

As well as his expressions: he listens to me but without looking at all and taking his eyes off the phone; he responds casually in a soft, soothing tone; His gestures are brief and dry.

She is clearly tired and unstable, and forcing her to think about more things will end in an impulsive explosion due to oversaturation.

Ophelia is a beautiful woman with long black hair, 1.67 meters tall, slim and with fine curves; balanced proportions and 36 years of age.

His face and body are ten years younger than his appearance, and attracts the lasciviousness of old tycoons.

Without a doubt, she is a libertine siren of remarkable intelligence and Machiavellianism. His audacity and daring do not spare his strong and dominant character. Impulsivity is made the center of attention and its strength comes from independence towards men; who, I can easily notice, does not have a male figure as absolute importance within her psychological patterns.

Ophelia : Is that all you wanted to say?

Maybe...

Mikael: Tomorrow night, I'm going out with a childhood friend.

Ophelia: Don't come back too late and be very careful on the street. "He looks at me and expresses nervousness"

Without answering anything, I simply nodded my head.

As a dependent and minor, I cannot act with that level of rebellion and occultism without giving away my whereabouts. Because the repercussions will be unfavorable for my being.

Mikael: Tomorrow I will help transport some merchandise from a store and I will earn a little money for three weeks, only on Thursday nights.

Ophelia: Sounds good to me, it won't interrupt your studies.

As she takes a sip of coffee from the cup in her left hand, she gives me a serious, observant look.

Ophelia: Who are you going out with tomorrow?

Mikael: With Guffy.

Ophelia: Was he the one who invited you to work?

Michael: Yes.

Ophelia: And how will I know that you will be working at night handling merchandise with a guy like him?

Mikael: He was saying that such supply is guarded against theft during the day, so it is handled at night, and they need more staff. I guess it would be a matter of you waiting for me for about two hours and I would come back with the money.

Ophelia: Where is it?

Mikael: I forgot to ask him, I could tell him tomorrow when he comes to pick me up.

Without further questioning, he returned his attention to his phone.

He doesn't seem to want to undermine and insinuate further.

She is cautious at times and keeps most of her pain and bad situations to herself.

It is perhaps normal for a father to do so, which would not demonstrate his weakness and desperation to his children due to his supposed image as a pillar of support in the family.

It is not judged, of course, but it is more true that children, like parents, are capable of perceiving any feeling of mental stimulation with a mere presence and careful observation; and both will always know it.

These types of deceptions do not work between close relatives, let alone having an overwhelming ability to hide it.

Even, as those who could delve deeper, also take into account how she influenced and continues to influence psychology unconsciously.

But enough of those boring thoughts.

As I got up and went up the stairs to my room, I then took out my phone and searched through my contacts for Guffy to clear the ground a little for tomorrow.

Climbing the second floor, I stopped at the entrance to the long hallway that stretched from left to right.

After a few steps to my right, I opened the door of the long mirror that was on the wall and entered while turning on the screen of my phone; and in plain sight was Sabai crouching in a corner like a hidden hare.

I slowly crouched down to her height and looked at her pathetically.

Mikael: You don't even know how to hide your presence. "I said quietly and with disappointment."

Sabai: C-shut up. "Whispers with traces of anguish"

Sabai: How did you discover it?

Mikael: When I was talking to my mother, I felt and heard footsteps on the second floor. And when I got up, I heard them running on tiptoe in this direction.

I complain with displeasure and to my own face.

I guess that's an advantage of a sincere relationship.

Now that we are in this situation together, and she seems to have calmed down, perhaps she is surely waiting for me to leave due to the increasing discomfort of the situation.

I will take advantage of the first movement here.

Mikael: By the way, I want to ask you something.

Sabai: What do you want?

Mikael: Do you know anything about my mother and how she is?

Sabai: What if I tell you?

From the way she said it, it seems that there is something going on with our mother that she knows about and probably my other siblings too except me.