A silent understanding between Amelia and Damien ensued. There were a lot of things that needed to be said about their relationship but talking about it felt like hard work. It wasn't supposed to be like that given that they were connected by blood. However, it's not as easy as one two three because there were thirty-one years and a million 'what-ifs' that separated the two.
As much as Damien wanted to have all the answers to his questions, a part of him wanted to protect himself from any possibilities of hurt related to his mother. After all, he had already been left once by the woman whom he thought was his mother. Miriam wasn't a perfect mother—though he couldn't really make any comparisons to begin with. Nevertheless, for eight years, she was the only 'mother' he knew. And even though he had very little 'good' memories with her, he grew up knowing she was his mother.
