During this time, I only ever addressed her as Ms. Sharp.“I’m so tired.”I leaned against the wall and spoke softly.My mother released my wrist, and her tears broke free once more.She stepped forward and pulled me tightly into her arms.Back in the hospital room, my mother sat on the sofa.After wiping away her tears with a tissue, she regained some of her usual composure, though her face remained pale.Julian stood by the window.I was the one who broke the silence.“Julian, didn't you want to know why I left back then?”He turned around, his gaze locking onto mine.“A few years ago, I stayed with my father.”My voice remained calm.“He was addicted to gambling and owed a massive amount of loan-shark debt.“He tried to force me to work in nightclubs to pay it off.”My mother's breathing grew uneven, and her hands twisted tightly together.“When I refused, he beat me. He whipped me with belts and threw chairs at me.“One night, he got drunk and smashed a bottle over my head.”I lift
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