Chapter 44: Meeting the Fiancée
As the officer left the room, with my mother’s statement recorded as solid evidence as well as mine, a heavy weight lifted from my shoulders.
Her confession had been given, the truth laid bare for all to see.
But amidst the sense of relief, there lingered a bittersweet ache, a reminder of all the pain and suffering we had endured.
And though she had apologized countless times for the wrongs she believed she had committed against me, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of all the years lost to bitterness and resentment.
"Mom," I began softly, breaking the silence that hung between us. "There's no need to apologize anymore. What's done is done, and we can't change the past. All we can do is move forward and make the most of the time we have left together."
Tears welled in my mother's eyes as she listened to my words, her expression a mixture of gratitude and sorrow.
"Thank you, Kyra," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.