Chapter 927
âIf you donât wanna look for her, thatâs fine too Whatever decision you make, weâre with youâ Both moms understood Corneliaâs feelings
If Comeliaâs mom wanted to find her, all she had to do was ask around in Rosenberg. That woman disappearing without a trace for so many years was a clear sign. that she didnât want to acknowledge Comelia as her child. If Comelia tried to get close to her again, she might get hurt a second time, which was something they
didnât want to see
Abigail was pretty straightforward, âCornelia, you gotta toughen up. So what if sheâs your mom? She doesnât want you, so why should you want her?â
âAbigail, watch your mouth,â Sonya whispered to her, hoping she wouldnât bring up any painful memories for Cornelia.
Abigail, being the blunt person she was, didnât want Cornelia to be upset over someone who wasnât worth it. âWhat I said is true. That woman doesnât deserve any of Nellyâs thoughtsâ
Cornelia chuckled, âI wonât think about her. She doesnât want me, so why should I miss her. Weâve got a lot to do tomorrow. Letâs hit the hayâ
There was no child who didnât want to know who their mother was, or who didnât think about their own mother. Everyone knew that, but Sonya and Tanisha didnât say anything more. Each of them held one of Comeliaâs hands tightly, as if trying to give her a motherâs warmth.
Before long everyone was asleep except for Cornelia, who was wide awake with her grandmother on her mind.
Comelia couldnât remember what her grandmother looked like when she was young. What made the most lasting impression on her was the way her grandma looked during the time she got her to Riverton after she became ill.
She took out her phone and opened the photo gallery. Her phone always had a lot of storage because it held numerous photos of her grandmother and father. Her father passed away early and didnât leave many photos behind, just a few of him looking dashing in his youth. Cornelia feared forgetting her fatherâs face, so she
would look at the album from time to time.
The rest were all photos of her grandmother, from when she was young, when she got married, when she was teaching, and when she had her child. In the photos; her grandmother gradually went from being young and beautiful to having a full head of gray hair.
When she was born, her grandmother had no wrinkles on her forehead and still looked young.
But as she grew up, her grandmother aged rapidly, especially after her father passed away. Her grandmother seemed to have turned gray overnight, her face full of wrinkles and her eyes not as bright as before.
âI miss you so muchâ¦â Cornelia reached out and gently touched the photo of her grandmother on her phone screen, calling out silently in her heart.
Cornelia often thought, if it hadnât been for her needing her grandmotherâs care over the years, her grandmother might not have aged so quickly.
And the time she took her grandmother to Riverton for treatment, if she had enough money and the ability to take care of her sick grandmother, and hadnât let her grandmother live with the Hartleys, would her grandmother still be aliveâ¦.
Thinking this way, pain spread in Corneliaâs heart again, every cell in her body throbbing with pain.
Worried about disturbing others, she held back her pain and made no sound. Just then, her phone vibrated slightly. A message popped up from a chat named Jeremy. âComeliaâ¦â
Marcus, as always, just called her name and said nothing else.
Cornelia wasnât in the mood to deal with him, but worried he might have something important to say, she replied, âWhatâs up?â