Ch 94: My Santiago

“no eres mi madre. Nunca supe lo que significaba esa palabra. Toda mi vida he sido nada menos que huérfano de madre. You are not my mother. I've never known what that word ever meant.

All my life, I've been nothing short of motherless.)”

The sound of those words was so harsh that the woman couldn’t even breathe properly. The pain in her chest made it feel as though someone was squeezing her chest so tightly that breathing became a huge chore all of a sudden.

“no por favor… no digas eso (no, please… Don't say that)”

The woman’s tears fell so much that one may be confused to think she was mourning. She kept shaking her head vigorously, the words, “No… No…” remaining on her lips. She wished he could stop saying those things, as she only did everything because she wanted to protect and keep him safe.

“¿Dónde estuviste todos estos años? ¿Por qué me abandonaste, sólo para aparecer ahora que no te necesito? Where were you all these years? Why did you abandon me, only to appear now t