CHAPTER 165

“No, it was my mother’s real name, right? Should I call you Chandria then?” Britanny’s voice mixed with the sound of the rain drop on the ground, and this time I met her gaze.

“It was your fault, I wasn’t able to see my mom alive, because of you.” She continued, and walk towards me. The black heels she is wearing made her more look dominating at this moment with me kneeling on the floor.

“I wanted to slap you so hard. I wanted to strangle your hair...”

“Then do it…” I cut her off.

“If that would ease the pain, then do it,” I added, I understand her. She needs someone who’ll take all her pain, and if that would be me, then that would be better. I hope, at least.

“No, I want you to bring all the guilt in those hearts of yours. I won’t lay you a finger, rather I’ll make you remember day by day that you are the reason why a daughter who yearns for her mother’s touch for years will never be able to experience a such dream.” Despite the water that was flowing on our faces, I saw how h