You Broke Me First

Catalina

I'd been too afraid to leave the house since the witches kidnapped me. Eating was a chore, and even moving was more difficult than usual. When I realized that woman was not my mother, my soul and heart were shattered into a million pieces. She hadn't called to rekindle our relationship. Everything was a lie, and my real mother couldn't care less about reconciling with me. Suddenly, all the memories of my childhood were replaced with a feeling of betrayal and sadness. Do I mean nothing to her? Does she even care that she is going to be a grandmother? Despite the hurt and confusion that I felt, I had to keep going for the sake of my own family. Today, I had to get out of bed and face the reality that a relationship with my own mother may never happen.

That evil witch! I expected to be sacrificed in some way, but pretending to be my mother was the ultimate low blow, leaving me with an even scarier thought. How did she know my mother's appearance? How did she know how my mother