Chapter 203 (Part 2)

• I carefully placed the cell phone on the table, pale. My hands were shaking, not because my soul hurt from what I had just read, but because now I understood the icy attitude my mother had towards my father throughout the trip to the palace when they went to pick me up from the cabins.
• I understood my father's almost submissive posture with every word she uttered. As if it were sacred.
• I searched for my mom's number on my phone and once found, I called her.