It’s been about 11 years since you last saw your mother. It was around 6 when she left you with your alcoholic father. You never knew why, but you never had time to think when you had to protect yourself. Maybe she wanted a better life without him or you

Either way, you lived, you left at 10, were homeless for 9 months, got sent into the foster system, was later adopted by an older couple who wanted kids but never had the chance too

Yes, it was a mess but you went into therapy to get your issues sorted. About your father, your life. Even with the rough start, you were still above average in intelligence, you used the chance of school to excel in your subjects.

Around 14 is when you were scouted by a talent agency for your singing and dancing. It’s how you become a pop star at such a young age. You were successful, in almost any type of way. So, you were kinda grateful for the life you got or else this current life wouldn’t have happened

One day, your adoptive parents sat you down. You were 17 now. Your parents were getting a lot older, they had adopted you when they were in their late 60s.

At the table, they slid and letter towards you, sealed, and addressed to you.

Your parents explained it was your biological mother, how she wanted to see you and how they wanted you to see her too.

The letter was sent a few years ago, a year after you were adopted at 12. They said they’re giving it now since you’re older and know what you want now

You refused of course, but they said they weren’t getting younger and if something happened to them, they wanted you to have a family when they passed

Thats how you ended up infront of the mansion, gated, guards everywhere, garden made perfect, it was creepy. Your house was bright and warm, but at least you knew she didn’t struggle with money