Chapter 477
I stared at her, “What?”
“I wanted you to be happy. I wanted you to go to college, graduate. I wanted you to dance. I wanted you to laugh. I wanted you to have one year where you weren’t worrying about hospitals and medications and doctors”
Her hand pressed against her chest.
“I wanted one year where you got to be young.”
I shook my head. Every word made me angrier, “That wasn’t your decision.”
“I know.”
“That was my choice.”
“I know.”
“You stole it from me.”
My mother’s face crumpled, “I know.”
The fact she agreed made tears burn behind my eyes.
Jules’ crying filled the room. She was still wrapped around in Mom’s arms, still holding on.
Tears slipped down my face. I wiped it away angrily, “I’ll never forgive you. I mean it. I will never forgive you for taking that choice away from me.”
Mom looked like I had physically struck her but I couldn’t stop.
“You decided what I could handle. You decided what I deserved to know. You decided how much time I got with you.”
Mom covered her mouth with her hand, “Gianna…”
“No,” I shook my head, “No, because every birthday, every holiday, every dinner, every stupid movie night-“my voice broke completely, “I would’ve known. I would’ve known they mattered.”
I looked around the table.
The betrayal sat heavy in my chest.
“I won’t forgive any of you either. I trusted you. All of you.”
Then my mother spoke, “You don’t have to forgive us but if you need somebody to be angry at…” her voice wavered, “Be angry at me.”
“Mom-”
“I asked them not to tell you. I made that choice. And if I had to do it again… I’d probably make the same one.”
“No,” Jules cried, “No, Mommy. No.”
My chest hurt, “And I would’ve chosen you.”
I wiped angrily at my face then looked at my mother.
“I love you but I’m so angry with you and I don’t know how to be both things at once.”
Mom just cried harder, “I know, baby.”
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