“Okay, Eve, I believe you. We’ll go look for her together after the art exhibition is over, all right?”

 

I buried my face in his chest and wept. “Why didn’t she come and see me, Chris? Why is she so heartless? How could a mom be so heartless? All I want is to see her once… Why won’t she just let me see her?”

 

gently on the back. “It hurts me to see you cry, Eve. No matter what

flowed onto his chest. I was certain that I had seen Isabelle, and that she simply

my mother who had abandoned me and the driver was her

mom in ages, so running into her on the streets

feet upon arriving at the hotel room that the

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