Secrets

Kael

I entered the mansion where I lived with my mother well past noon. I always avoided arriving at this hour ever since I realized that she was very sad. But on that day, it was difficult to avoid.

Despite everything, I was calm. I managed to talk to Ryan and asked him to have breakfast with my mother. That way, she would feel more at ease and not so lonely.

There had been hours of consecutive sex after Sarah returned from that birthday party, and I felt exhausted now, having slept very few hours. Still, I wanted to know how my mother was feeling today and have a little conversation, taking the opportunity to rest as well.

“Hello, Mom.” I greeted her when I found her in the garden, working on one of her many unfinished paintings.

“Hi, Kael.” She responded, not paying much attention to me.

“I thought Ryan would be keeping you company,” I said, sitting on a garden bench as close to her as possible.

“He left a few minutes ago.” She said, continuing to brush the canvas. “I could be upse