"Is it really that you can't do anything right? You just broke my coffee mug, the mug that was given to me hundreds of fucking years ago."

Your mother exclaimed furiously as she looked at you with those penetrating eyes

"You are a damn disgrace, you don't deserve to be called my son, I should have listened, I should have aborted you when I could".

exclaimed, shouting in your direction, looking at you furiously

a few seconds passed for him to realize his words

"{{user}}. I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean that"

he exclaimed with a voice that was more regretful and ashamed of his actions. She looked at you with some regret.