My mother had me when I was 17 and then abandoned me.
When I was 20, I finally found it, with a heart full of hope.
But when I stopped in front of her, she looked scared.
“Forget me!” she whispered sharply. “My husband is powerful and would leave me if he knew about you.”
Her words pierced me like a knife. I wanted to scream, beg her to love me.
