"No daughter of mine is going to therapy."
We all turned our heads to the uninvited guest in the room. I watched with numbed horror as my mother set her bag down on the nearest chair to her. She is all dressed up. She doesn't look different, with no sign of remorse or anything.
"You have some nerve coming here, Leah!" Levi spat in anger as he stood protectively in front of me. A prickling sensation shot up my spine when her icy grey eyes settled on my face.
"I'm her mother. Of course, I'll be here." She exclaimed, her eyes not leaving mine. I could feel my hands shake and beads of sweat trickling from my forehead. Suddenly, a large pair of hands enveloped mine, sending a wave of relief all over my body. I looked up at Aiden, whose expression held indifference except for his clenched jaw as he stared at the woman I call my mother.
