Snowflakes are constantly one of a kind. There are no two that are identical. Each and every one has a different intricacy, a unique beauty.
I suppose snowflakes and my mother have that in common. Because there really is nothing and no one else that could ever be just like my mother.
This particular thought was dwelling on my mind as a familiarly stiff hand took mine in an anything but warm manner.
"She wants to see you now, Olivia." My aunt Eunice said in a sickeningly sweet voice. Little did I know of the awful times we would soon spend together.
I nodded, refusing to let the pitiful faces of my family see my tears as I put on a brave face. I remember seeing the greed flash in my family's eyes as I walked past and towards the door.
It reminded me in this moment of pain that they didn't give a thought or care about this horrible accident. About me. They just wanted my endless fortune.
They just wanted their greed to be satisfied with riches and money. They did not know that greed is impossible to satisfy.
I hesitated as I faced the door and pushed every thought of my selfish family out of my mind and focused on this very breath in time. The moments following could end terribly.
One mistake and she would die with hate, I would live on with guilt. I would leave this room with a blessing... or a curse.
A cruel push from my aunt Eunice behind me. I took a trembling breath and pushed the door open, wincing at its screeching and creaking. Such a loud sound in a silent space. And... There she was.