“Mother…” Aniela no longer trembled at the prospect of her mother’s wrath, but the thought of disappointing her would always be like lemon juice on an open wound.
“It’s time for me to get my own place.” It was time for her to be a big girl, get her own space, learn how to drive and do her own laundry. ”I hope you know this has nothing to do with you, I love you mom, but I need…” she was going to say “peace” but that would sound bad. ”To do this on my own.” She offered a half heart’d smile.
It was time to move on with her life, start a new chapter. She would always love her mother, always crave her approval, but she needed a clarity she would never get living in the manor. Even though she was leaving the safety of her childhood home and her mother’s protective, even if sometimes overbearing bosom, she knew this was the right decision. She just had to break it to her mother. Aniela took a deep breath and let it out slowly, watching herself in the mirror.