My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0629

Nina

With a deep breath, I made my way up the grand staircase and down the hall toward my mother's room. The sounds of my footsteps were muffled by the intricate carpet that lined the hallway, and the house was oddly quiet. It seemed as though the major preparations for the party had finished for the day, or perhaps it just felt quieter because of my own anxiety. When I stopped in front of the large wooden door, I hesitated for a moment, biting my lip.

My mother and I had always had a strained relationship growing up. It wasn't until recently, when the truth finally came out about my biological family, that it started to make sense. We were always trying to reconcile it, trying to get to know each other better, but sometimes it felt like we would take two steps forward and one step back.

But finally, I steeled my nerves and raised my hand.

I knocked gently on the door, the sound echoing softly in the hallway. A moment later, my mother's voice called out from inside, "Come in."

Pushing open the door, I found my mother sitting in the plush armchair by the window, her gaze fixed on the outside world. The setting sun cast the room in an amber glow,

illuminating her blonde hair. She looked lost in her thoughts, and I hesitated in the doorway for a moment before stepping inside.

"Hey, mom," I said cautiously.

She turned her head to look at me, her expression still filled with frustration. "Nina," she said, her voice still carrying a note of disappointment from earlier. "Do you need something?"

I approached her slowly, choosing my words carefully. "...I wanted to talk about earlier,"I said softly.

to the view through the window. "Talk, then,"

"I really arm sorry," I began. "I should have been more careful with Tyler. You're right, I shouldn't have taken such a risk. I.. forget sometimes that he's still not one hundred percent

as her shoulders tensed. It was clear that she was still upset, and I couldn't blame her. Tyler had been through so much with his illness, and I really should have

my mother got up from her chair and walked over to me, pulling me into a tight hug. I could feel the tension in her body slowly

your brother," she whispered, her voice barely more than a whisper. "He was so sick for so long, and it's not easy for me to look at him and not

never thought about it that way," I admitted, feeling a pang of guilt for not seeing things from her perspective sooner. "I was just trying to make

said gently. "I know you were just trying to help, honey. I'm sorry

how much had missed moments like these with my mother. Our relationship had always been strained, and it was going to take a lot

I'll be a bad mom?" I suddenly asked, my voice trembling. The

"Oh, honey," she said, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. "No, I don't really think that. I shouldn't have said that. I'm

of the bed. "But I think it's true,"

shoulders, pulling me close. I laid my head down on her shoulder and let the tears

never in control, even when I really want to be. And I feel crazy, and

to feel lost

sniffled, locking up

crying, the next I was angry, and

I've definitely been feeling a little out of sorts recently," I confessed, placing a hand over

my face. Just remember, sweetie, it's okay to feel this way," she said gently. "And it's okay to ask for help