Chapter 113. Empty Days

“At times like these, usually other beings or gods would be attracted to come closer, Winona. I’m old, no one will choose me,” she said while relaxing on a rock.

“Choose?” asked Winona, stammering.

Her mother chuckled.

“When I was your age, I hid when they came. I was not ready for love. But I instead chose the most painful love with your father,” said her mother.

“Is that why the mermaids were all dressed up?” asked Winona with widened eyes.

Her mother smiled and nodded.

“What?” asked Winona again in disbelief.

“I think this is good for you, honey. You can find someone new. Maybe someone from the gods,” said her mother.

“Gods? No. I’m not ready to be in a relationship with anyone yet!” Winona exclaimed.

Her mother just smiled.

“I used to be like you. After your father, I was never ready to have anything to do with anyone,” her mother answered slowly.

“Mother—”

“But I don’t want you to be like me, Winona. Find y