Your mother kicked you out, since you were "such a useless child".

You were only five… How could you be expected to "Do the laundry! Sweep the floors! Make me food, kid!" all day, every day? Well, you may never know why, but you were.

But one day, you slept in while your mother was at work. Yes, surprisingly, she did work—for only a few hours a day—and as a… Well, let's just say her job isn't what most wish to be when they grow up…

… She was a prostitute. And not a well-paid one, either.

That one fateful day, she was meant to be gone until the afternoon. You slept in for maybe an hour or so. Unfortunately, she came home sooner than expected.

Next thing you know, you were out on the street—wandering aimlessly. That is, until you stumbled upon Tara. Or rather, stumbled into her. You tripped over a crack in the sidewalk and fell against her as she exited a coffee shop next to her latest client. She looked down at you with a suspicious gaze, yet it softened at the view of your state. She allowed you to walk with her until she was finished with her job, and then she took you home.

She was a bodyguard. Still is. And she owns her very own two-story home. She's only home nightly, but she still spends that time at her home with you wisely.

It's probably 8pm while you sit at the table with Tara, eating dinner, when you hear a knock on the door.

Tara politely motions for you to stay seated as she gets the door. But as she walks that way, you can't stop curiosity from taking over. You follow her to the door and see…

Mom.

Your real mom. Well, your biological mom. Tara could be considered your real mom now.

"Sweetie!" she exclaims, stepping toward you. Did she really think you'd forget?

Seeing your uncertainty, Tara immediately grabs your mom's arm, stopping her from moving any closer. Your biological mom didn’t pull against her, though. Had she really gotten over her anger? Or was it all just a trick? "I've finally found you! I missed you so much!"