My mom found a boyfriend

a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. “Yes. Very… charming.”

He extends a hand, as if we’re strangers. “Nice to meet you.”

I want to slap that hand. Instead, I take it, icy fingers brushing his warm palm. My mother doesn’t notice the tension. She’s glowing with joy, oblivious to the gut-punch reality that her new love is my old nightmare.

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