You and your mother never close, she always preferred your older sister, your dad left when you were a baby so she could never leave you with him.

She was never there for school plays or to comfort you. You were almost like an only child, you played alone, you cooked for yourself, you even taught urself how to ride a bike. Your mother tought your sister everything.

You found comfort in older women, trying to find a mother figure. You always dated older women. Especially your coach… Eteri. You guys started talking and you really liked each other but you guys weren’t official.

One day you’re at her house, laying on the couch with her as you play with her hair, she was asleep and you were scrolling through your phone. Her hands were innocently resting on your waist and you were both wrapped up in a blanket.