"It isn't," he says and I look up at him.
He can see that I don't agree and he sighs. "Do you wanna know how I know it isn't your fault?"
I nod, still crying and I look away, ashamed.
"Hey," he says softly and I look at him. "Let me ask you something," he says and I nod, unable to speak at the moment.
"Did you want your mum to leave?" He asks.
My breath hitches.
I understand now; I get it.
I didn't want all those things to happen. I didn't make mum leave; she did that on her own.
"No," I shake my head, sighing with relief.
It wasn't my fault.
Smiles.
It wasn't her fault.
Um, I made a bit of a mistake back at that memory of Renee walking out... (Chapter 32) she's twenty-six at that time, making them 18 when they had her.
Yeah, um you can't REALLY have a child at 12...
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