Chapter 185 Mother's Guilty Confessions>>9

• Under the water she held her breath, little bubbles escaping from her nostrils. With eyes wide open she stared at the bathroom ceiling as the spotlights and the patterns they made waved like liquid fire.
• Under the weather again, she supposed she should hate herself, and wondered what he really thought. Lee, her loyal little pup who had grown into a man untouched by her life's desire, who knew all and still couldn't hate her.
• Do I want him to hate me, or do I need him to? She asked herself with no clear outcome. But as if to answer her question, delivered unto him by some ghostly messenger, he told her that, no, she shouldn't hate herself.