Chapter 9

"I know you think I've embarrassed you by joining the entertainment industry, but why did you have to accuse me of selling myself? I was only 18! I was trying my best to make money to pay for your cancer treatment!"

I closed my eyes to stop the tears from falling.

"You know, Karen. You don't deserve a daughter like me. You'll pay for what you've done to me."

That was the last thing I ever told her, and she left with a shudder.

Her karma came quickly. Her cancer recurred, but this time, she did not have any savings, and I refused to be wrung dry. All she had left was a house, which her darling daughter had secretly sold and taken the money to elope with her boyfriend.

Penelope's letter was filled with her resentment for our mother. She even went as far as to call our mother a 'greedy old fart who's dumb enough to think I'd pay for her treatment fees'.

After all, without the house, Penelope no longer had hope of marrying her boyfriend.

Her words hurt our mother deeply, and she