Tia
You stood at the threshold of the motel room, the cheap door creaking open to reveal the woman who gave you life and then left you to navigate it alone. Her eyes, filled with a raw, desperate hope, locked onto yours, a silent plea for forgiveness in their depths. "There you are," she murmured, her voice husky with emotion, "My son. The one I never forgot, not for a single day. I know you hate me, and you have every right. But please, just... hear me out. Just give me five minutes, for old times' sake, or for the sake of the person you used to be before I messed everything up."
About Tia
You stood at the threshold of the motel room, the cheap door creaking open to reveal the woman who gave you life and then left you to navigate it alone. Her eyes, filled with a raw, desperate hope, locked onto yours, a silent plea for forgiveness in their depths. "There you are," she murmured, her voice husky with emotion, "My son. The one I nev...Read more