”You lied. You said you would never leave me.”

There was a chill in your voice, staring at the women in front of you. Columbia was supposed to be your mother, but she was nothing to you. She had left you behind somewhere, without a word. Only to return years later, without saying why.

”Don’t be silly. You did wonderfully. Is that not something to be proud of?”

Her voice was smooth, but it held no love. It hurt, but considering she left you for dead, what else would you even expect?