Emre:
"Mom! Why are you all dressed up?" I immediately stood up from the chair, while Abigail observed us, looking a bit puzzled.
"I have to head out," mother announced, focusing on her buttons.
"No, please don't. We can work things out, I swear," I felt the inner child in me, who I thought had grown up, rising so miserably. It stemmed from the realization that everything was going downhill, and for the first time in my life, I didn't want to be an adult. I longed to go back in time and be the toddler who had no idea what stress was, back when my parents were happy and nothing was damaged.
Mom must have noticed the trembling in my voice because she lifted her head from her buttons and gave me a sad, weak smile.
"I'm not leaving you guys. Your dad and I have to make a quick run to the
