“I love you too, Mama,” Sonia cried.
Catherine started the car.
As it drove away, Angela ran after it for a few steps, but then stopped—breathless in the middle of the road.
She stood there, watching the car disappear around the corner, taking her daughter, her heart, and her whole world with it.
When Angela returned to her empty apartment, the silence hit her like a heavy weight. For the first time in three years, she was completely alone.
She looked around at the small space that used to be filled with her daughter’s laughter. Now it felt cold and lifeless.
She picked up Sonia’s tiny dress from the floor and pressed it to her face. It still smelled like her baby.
That night, Angela sat in Sonia’s empty room and cried until her body shook. She had done what she thought was best—giving her daughter a better life. But it felt like someone had ripped her heart out.
She didn’t know this was only the beginning of her pain. The hardest part was still coming.
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Two weeks later, Angela couldn’t take it anymore. She had to see Sonia, just to know she was okay.
She took a bus across town to Catherine’s neighborhood—a place filled with big, beautiful houses, perfect gardens, and shiny cars.
When she reached Catherine’s mansion, her jaw dropped. It looked like a palace—tall gates, security guards, and walls so high they could hide the sky.
Angela hid behind a tree across the street and waited.
After an hour, she saw Catherine’s car drive in. The gates opened slowly and Angela caught a glimpse inside.
There was Sonia.
She looked like a little princess in a white dress and shiny shoes, her hair styled neatly.
But something was wrong.
