I never thought I would be in Portland now when I should still be in Wichita and moving into our new home with my wife and child. This situation makes me upset, but I can't throw a fit considering my mother looks so weak and truly needs me.
She looks exhausted after a few hours of flying, so she has to go back to intensive care in the ER.
I just sit there, staying by her side, feeling guilty because her condition might be due to her worrying about me not wanting to listen to her and still marrying Victoria.
"If only you didn't always think you hated her, maybe you wouldn't keep rejecting her as your daughter-in-law," I said disappointedly, while she remained silent in her sleep.
"Mrs. Casilla?"
A woman's voice from the door caught my attention, and I turned to see Aurora entering the room.
