Chapter 8

"What? I'm her mother! What right do you have to interfere in how I handle my kid? I gave birth to her! If I say she goes to a vocational school, she goes! If I say she marries Wilbur, she marries him!

"Why does she get to live a good life when mine is a mess? My husband ran off, so why does she get to have a loving husband and in-laws? She should be just like me! She should follow my orders!"

It was at that moment I finally understood the real reason behind all her claims of doing things "for my own good."

I also learned that my father wasn't dead after all. In fact, he had run off with another woman while Mom was pregnant with me.

Her hatred for my father had led her to destroy every path I tried to climb and drag me down with her into the dirt.

So... In her eyes, I was never her daughter. I was merely a tool to vent her bitterness and rage.

Watching me have my wings clipped and seeing me ridiculed by others must have brought her great satisfaction.

She had forgotten that I w