"So, aren't you going to call him or stop him from going back to LA?"
"No." I shook my head which made her knitted her eyebrows in confusion.
"But why?"
"I want to fix myself first, Mom, and I think I can't give him my hundred percent me as long as I'm not completely healed."
"Well, if that's your decision, I will have to support you. Just always remember that Mom is here for you. I love you, my baby."
"I love you too, Mom."
I gave her a smile before accepting her embrace.
....................
One month later...
"Is that your new hobby, zoning out?"
My head snapped towards my mother when I heard her voice behind me. It's already nine o'clock in the evening, but I chose to stay for a while in the veranda to have some fresh air.
"Mom, you're not the first person who asked me that question." I sighed and gave her a sad smile.
"Oh, really?"
"Hmhm."
