-Sasha, you must remember every single secret I tell you from today onwards. They are important. So you won't get hurt, okay? -
- Yes, mommy! - I said as I nodded. My mother smiled at me and stroked my hair slowly as she looked at me. She seemed to be sad. Her eyes reflected traces of worry.
-Honey, you know that mommy loves you, and she will never let anything happen to you, right? Her caresses stopped. Only when I nodded did she relax and kiss me on my forehead.
-Mommy, are you all right? Because my mommy is sad? -My mother took my hand when she heard me. She breathed several times until she let out a sigh.
-Baby, in the world, there are good and bad people. We are the good ones. - She kept silent, trying to find the right words to explain to an eight-year-old girl what was going on.
-Mommy?
-Eh? Sorry, sweetie. Mommy was thinking something. - She sighs and looks at me tenderly. -Some people don't love mommy. -