Chapter 217 A Strategy For An Attack I

• Cathaysa.
• Escaping from a room before dawn when you've barely slept because you don't want your mother to go ballistic is not convenient at all.
• My mother is very traditional, for her, traditions are everything. Her patience had a limit, and she had to give in when her eldest son got married in a hurry, without her accompanying him to the altar. If we add that it wasn't a Catholic wedding and that my parents couldn't attend, you have a fifty-nine-year-old woman in crisis reproaching her children for how they had treated her. I still remember her lamentations when we returned from Mary's wedding.