I left for home, a humiliated person. All the while from his office, I found myself tearing up at how Brian has treated me.
It made me rethink if I really wanted to continue working under him. If this was the attitude I would have to deal with on a daily basis, I'd rather submit my resignation.
Discarding the thought, I wiped my face as I did not want Lana to think something must have happened. The last thing I wanted was her and Denis to start worrying about me.
After I was sudden I looked I hadn't been crying, I opened the door to my house and was welcomed by a smiling Lana.
"Is anything an occassion?"
I asked, trying to read her a face.
"You look very happy. What's up?"
Still Lana didn't say a word.
Instead, she escorted me hand in hand further into the house.
"Lana you're behaving stra_"
"Surprise. " I was cutoff before I could finish.
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
My mother embraced me into a hug together with Prince in her arms. I did not remember getting an alert she would be coming.
What a surprise visit.
I hugged her back as I smiled at her. Now that she was here, I could tell how much I missed her.
"I missed you. " I cried .
"I missed you too dear. It a good thing Lana called me. Or else I wouldn't have known. " She said.
"Known what Maa," I pulled away from her.
"About your admission stupid. "She poked my head.
"When were you planning on telling me?"
I was to tell her the night of Damon's accident. Looking at both Lana and Denis's face, I could tell they hadn't told her about the accident.
"I was planning on calling you Maa. " I lied.
My mother enjoyed reprimanding me on how I didn't call her nowadays. After listening to her lecture, Lana saved me by dragging me to the kitchen so that I could tell her what to prepare for supper.
"Why didn't you tell me she would be here?" I squirmed as soon as we reached the kitchen.
"I didn't know," Lana tried to defend.
"She clearly said you called her. "
"Yes. I had missed her and thought of giving her a call. I didn't know the mention of your admission would prompt her to come."
Lana needed not to explain. My mother was welcomed into my house anytime she wanted.
"Thank you Lana. "
I thanked her for doing the needful, I as a daughter hadn't done.
Settling on fish salmon, rice and veggies , I went back to the living room where I found mother playing with Prince.
I joined them as we began gisting on everything. I was very careful not to mention Sebastian's accident.
The last thing I wanted was my mother to feel pity for me. She would start thinking that my life was cursed.
After a few hours of talking, Lana announced Dinner was ready.
We ate our meal in silence, often catching up on a few things here and there.
Now that Prince was one year old, he was seating oh his seat by the arm of my mother.
Suddenly, my mother began asking questions.
"Dear." Whenever she starts a conversation with such, a good thing does not follow.
I looked up from my plate and blankly stared at her.
"Now that the boy has grown up, wten are you planning to date again?"
I almost choked on water.
If there was an insensitive person in this world, it would be my mother.
How could she ask me that? Infront of everyone?
The past few years, my mother had been considerate not to put her nose in my relationship affairs. She knew I was still nursing the heartbreak from Brian.
However years have passed. She must have thought it was time to move on.
"Yes dear. I got a wind that you have been hanging with someone."
Huh?
My eyes almost popped.
Hanging with who?
Who filled her with a these nonsense?
I needn't to guess who it was.
I knowingly peep at Lana who avoids my eyes.
Hie could she tell mg mother about Damon?
"Mom, I'm not seeing anyone" I defend.
"Nor am I hanging with anyone!"
My mother almost lost her sweet tooth.
"How could you say that? You know it's not good for a woman your age to be single?"
Talk about age. Since my father passed on, I have never seen my mother with anyone.
A few times I spotted her with our widowed neighbour next door, but the relationship was pure platonic.
I took the genes from her. So she can't blame me for not wanting to date after having my heart broken beyonv repair.
If only she knew Brian was back. If only she knew the Brian that was back was no longer my Brian.
"I'm full." I announce and abruptly leave the dining room.
Perhaps I shouldn't have burnt my black book.
I had a lot to pen it. A lot that was making my heart heavy.
Brian's painstakingly appearance earlier today flashes my mind.
He hadn't changed. Except for his arrogant and bossy demeanor, my Brian was still the same.
I have a feeling he was till there. Somewhere inside of him, was the man I waited and longed for years.
Crouching myself in bed, I think of the possibilities we might end up together. But then reality sinks in. Brian was engaged and was getting married soon. Meaning he had completely moved on from me. The Brian I saw earlier, was not my Brian. He would never be.
My mother was right. It was time for me to move on.
"Dear," I hear mother's voice.
She had managed to get to my room and wss sitting beside me.
"I'm sorry if I made you upset." She wearily apologized.
"I'm always thinking what is best for you. "
"I know mother." I say.
"You're right." I unwind myself and lean onto her.
"It's time I start dating again." My mother smiles so understanding.
She then embraces me into a warm hug.
While my mind races of who my next catch would be, my mom's warm hugs disintegrates it.