There's a story that my mom told me in my childhood. Though that was a sad story of my mother. That time, I thought it was a normal thing. But, right now, I can feel myself in that story.
Before my birth, my mom went to her country to meet Grandpa.That time, Mom and Father were in 2 years of their marriage life. My mom, who was always eager for the attention of my father, became hopeless of earning his love. Her heart was broken into a million pieces that she couldn't obtain the love from her love. To revive her broken heart, she went to Grandpa. She only wanted to spend some time in her country with peace. No other intention was included in her decision. During her day in her country, she met a terrible sight of Father.
Half of the people in the mansion were the people of Father. In a word, they were the spy from father. Every single step of hers was known by my father. Mom didn't encounter such a thing in her whole life. Why did Father do that?
