Chapter 26 (3.4) Silence Inside the Window

Opening her eyes, Mom squinted at the ceiling, her delicate, jade-like face slightly furrowed. Her head ached a little, and she stretched out her slender hand from under the covers to gently massage her temples.

Memories of last night’s drunkenness began to surface little by little. My mother, who was still rubbing her head, sensed something was wrong and turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting mine as I looked at her.

Seeing me on the ground, only my upper body visible, and not realizing I was kneeling, my mother lazily stroked her eyebrows and eyes, her sexy red lips…