"So, aren't you going to call him or stop him from going back to LA?"
"No." I shook my head which made her knitted her eyebrows in confusion.
"But why?"
"I want to fix myself first, Mom, and I think I can't give him my hundred percent me as long as I'm not completely healed."
"Well, if that's your decision, I will have to support you. Just always remember that Mom is here for you. I love you, my baby."
"I love you too, Mom."
I gave her a smile before accepting her embrace.
...................................
One month later...
"Is that your new hobby, zoning out?"
My head snapped towards my mother when I heard her voice behind me. It's already nine o'clock in the evening, but I chose to stay for a while in the veranda to have some fresh air.
"Mom, you're not the first person who asked me that question." I sighed and gave her a sad smile.
"Oh, really?"
"Hmhm."
I nodded. She sat down across my seat in a round outdoor table.
"May I know the name of the person who asked you that question?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
I know that even if I don't tell her the answer, I'm sure she already has a clue of who that person was.
"It's him. I heard it from him."
"Hmm... and who is he that you're referring?"
"Mom, I know you already know him."
"But I don't know who he is." She said, controlling her smile and I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I heard it from Daniel."
"Ohh... tell me, is Daniel you're talking about is Daniel Kelley, your husband?"
"Mommy!" I couldn't help but pout with her question, but she just gave me a humorous laugh.
"Why, what's wrong with my question? There are lots of Daniel in this world, so how would I know who's Daniel you are talking about." She shrugged.
-'Huh! Really, Mom?'-
Tsk.tsk. I don't know where did my mother get this silly question.
"Do you miss him?"
I looked at her to see if she still had a teasing smile on her lips, but I found none. That means she asked me seriously.
I let out a long, heavy sigh before nodding at her.
"Then why don't you go and talk to him?"
"Tss. It's not that easy, Mom."
"So what's your plan, stay here and wait for your Dad to get up and visit you here?"
"Mommy, stop saying those things!"
"But I'm serious, Yzabelle. It's been two months since your father died and it's been a month since you let your man go... no, since you pushed him away from your life."
"I didn't push him."
"Okay, you didn't push him, you just told him to leave and go away."
I bit lower lip, avoiding her stares.
"Steven and I are planning to sell the house, Belle." She said after a few seconds of being silent.
"W-What? But where are we going to live? Are you thinking of buying a small apartment?"
"No, I'm planning to go back in the States."
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