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At the same time, the housekeeper's eyes met mine.

Just one look at her, I know that she's my mother. Even though she doesn't really look like the mother I remember, I know for sure that this housekeeper here is the woman that gave birth to me.

"M-Mother...?" My voice came out a shaky whisper as I stood up.

She looked like she aged ten years in the past five years. She had none of her jeweleries on her body, her hair wasn't braided or styled, there was no fancy cloth on her body.

She stared at me with recognition. She stared at me with pain in her eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes watered. Still looking at me with shock and pain, the tray she was carrying fell from her hand and the glasses shattered on the floor.

Everyone gasped around the room but I couldn't see them. I can only stare at the