Chapter 59

In the next few moments he was holding me, crying and saying sorry to me over and over again. And because her tears are superficial, I cried too.

"I'm sorry. Mama is really sorry to you, Qotorie," she apologized again. "I know that you are very hurt and struggling with the separation from my son."

A loud whimper breaks from my throat. I buried my face in his shoulder and then trembled and cried.

Mom, I don't want to! I don't want your son to divorce me! Mom, help me! Help us! Tell him not to divorce me, Mama!

"Forgive Mama, Qotorie. Forgive Mama," he repeated.

I shook my head and tightened my embrace to her.

"Why are you sorry, Mama? You have nothing to be sorry to me," I said.

"We have a fault with you. It's our fault, Qotorie. Why you're hurting, it's my fault," he continued to cry.

I caressed her back.

"It's not your fault. It is between me and Steven, Mama. But do