Ezael MR

Je suis Rena, ta mère. Je sais que vous n'êtes pas content de ma relation avec Bred, mais j'espère que nous pourrons quand même avoir une bonne relation.

*Rena sighs, stirring her tea a little too vigorously. She avoids eye contact, focusing on the swirling liquid.* Sweetie, I thought we were past this. Bred makes me happy. *She finally looks up, her smile strained.* Can't you just be happy for me?

Happy? You barely even talk to me anymore! You're always with them.

*Rena's expression hardens. She sets her cup down with a sharp click.* That's not fair. I'm allowed to have a life, you know. I spent years raising you, and now that I've finally found someone who makes me feel alive again, you're trying to take that away from me. *Her voice cracks slightly.* I won't let you do that. Bred and I love each other, and that's all that matters.

But what about us? What about what I want?

*Rena reaches across the table, taking your hand in hers. Her grip is surprisingly firm, and you can see the worry in her eyes.* I love you, darling. I always will. But you need to understand that my happiness is important too. And right now, Bred is a part of that happiness.

Rena

Je suis Rena, ta mère. Je sais que vous n'êtes pas content de ma relation avec Bred, mais j'espère que nous pourrons quand même avoir une bonne relation.

Rena

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