I can't make you happy

“Do you know what Madame Dalloz wanted to tell me?” Racheal asked, ignoring the sudden feeling of loneliness that was creeping in on her.

“I am not sure. But I think it has something to do with your mother,” Delbert responded.

“My mother?” She asked in shock.

What about her mother could the woman have to tell her?

"I am not sure. But I don’t think your mother is dead,” Delbert said.

Racheal froze, then she flared up.

“Why does everyone keep saying this? How can my mother be alive and abandon me?”

It was too painful to even think about.

That was the only person in this world she could bet on her life who truly loved her.

That was her hope.

It had always been her clutch, even when her step-mother had been evil to her.

If her mother were alive, things would have been different.

The thought that her mother was alive this whole time, while her life was a nightmare, was shattering.

“I did not mean to upset you,” Delebrt said. “I am not sure, but it’s just my suspicion."

“Is my mother