Chapter 33 You’re My Daughter

(Lydia)

I could not help the icy look in my eyes. After all those years upon years of neglect, she had come to see me in the hospital. And she had not even bothered to ask after me later. A part of me could not even believe that she was truthful.

“Why?” I asked quietly.

My mother’s eyes widened, as though she were appalled at my question. “You’re my daughter, Lydia!” she said.

I shook my head. I had not been her daughter when my father had punched me in the face. She had not come to see me becoming a bride. And she had never asked after me for all these years since after the accident. What has changed now?

Eyes teary, I looked at her. But before I could gather the strength to say even a single one of these things, she fished out a piece of paper from her creased old purse and handed it to me.

Then, she turned around and left.

On the paper was the address of a hotel that she was staying at. I considered running after her but my head was spinning from all of these sudden events and rev