Tricia gasped for air covering her mouth immediately."Your mother...? She whispered.

"Yes"

"Bitch take a seat. I'll go switch of the gas. I'll be right back"

Tricia went to the kitchen, switched off the gas and returned back to me with a glass of water.

"Have some water and talk to me calmly"

"Thank you"

"Your mother is here?

"Yes she is"

"What is she doing here? To find you and hurt you the more? I know I do not know what had transpired between you two but girl, how you cried almost every ...