Mother’s Remorse
From a dimly lit room, Alex’s mother gazed out, the city’s lights distant and blurry through her teary eyes. She replayed the moments leading up to the court case, her husband’s death, and the painful decisions she made afterward.
She wondered how things had escalated to this point and wished she could turn back time. The burden of the secret she carried, about Alex’s true parentage, weighed heavily on her soul. “How did it come to this?” she murmured, wiping away a tear.