Ethan gazed at his mother and as soon as he heard her saying she was willing to answer to whatever he wanted, all the questions he wanted to ask faded away in the blink of an eye. Probably to the anxiety he was in or for the agitation but it was like he couldn't remember any question at all.
"I am waiting!" his mother said raising her voice and widening her arms.
"Why...Why...How..." He had never felt that vulnerable before, usually, he had always a word for everything and his abrupt personality would usually get full control in every situation. But not that time, in front of his mother he felt speechless and helpless, even though he was double her side and so powerful that he could probably kill her with a push. Yet he was the one weak in front of her.
"How could you leave me, you're my mother..." his voice sounded more desperate than Ethan wanted to sound.
