She held her breath waiting to see if her mother stayed there or not. Thank goodness she was gone. At least for the moment. Her mother didn’t give up easily. She was also grateful to find there was no bloodshed on the floors. It relieved her to know that Rage and her mother didn’t come to blows. Though she couldn’t blame him really. What her mother had done by leaving him like that was atrocious. “Are you okay, honey?” Zen asked. She plopped down on the sofa feeling tired, really tired. “I just don’t understand why they have such a problem letting me live my life the way I want to.” He sat down beside her, taking her into his arms and shifting so she sat across his lap. “They are your parents. They are used to telling you what to do.” “I won’t leave. My father has already disowned me and I expect my mother will eventually wash her hands of me too. Once she realizes I won’t change my mind.” “I wish I could help you with this. I didn’t have a family growing up.
