1. My Aunt. Chapter 23


    Date: 2/25/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    you...” It made sense now, the fact that my mother always seemed so distant, the complete opposite to my father. It was as though she liked me but didn't really love me. She was never mean or hurtful towards me but she seemed to lack the natural warmth for me that my father always exuded. Suddenly, I realised that Lady Helen was still talking. “...and so we made an agreement that should anything ever happen to them, never for one minute imagining that something so terrible would befall them, I would become your legal guardian and we agreed that you would only be told if I believed you could take the shock.” She stopped then, waiting. The silence was so loud it was deafening. My ears were hissing and my head was beginning a dull ache. After several minutes Lady Helen stood, walked over to me and crouched in front of me. She placed her hands upon mine on my lap. “Victoria, I felt you should know. I could see that you are a very intelligent young lady and, sooner or later, the truth would out. I thought it better to tell you as soon as possible. I understand that this must be a terrible shock for you and I also understand if you want to be alone. Please don't hate me, I had no choice. After all you were also with your natural father.” “I don't hate you, Aunt...” The words trailed away as I realised that I could not call her that any more. She held my hands tighter. “I also understand if you cannot call me mother. Aunt is fine, my love.” I looked into her beautiful dark eyes and ...
    saw the fear deep within her, the fear of rejection and I knew then that she was my mother and that I would love her as such. I pushed away her hands and stood up. She looked even more frightened now but I took a moment to study her then put my arms around her waist and held her tight. I felt the gentle heaving of her chest as she began to cry into my shoulder. It would take time for me to adjust, for me to get used to her actually being my mother but I had known there was a bond between us from the moment we first met but I could never have imagined that this was why. We remained thus for a few minutes. The gentle ticking of the clock the only sound beyond Lady Helen's sobs. She took a deep breath and and stood upright once again, her hands still on my waist. Her eyes were red and wet and her sweet face stained with tears. “I was afraid you would hate me,” she said, wiping her eyes with her tiny lace handkerchief. I smiled. “No,” I said. “I couldn't hate you. I always knew there was something but never tried to guess what it could be. Now I know and everything is clear. No, I don't hate you... Mother.” Lady Helen choked back another tear at the word, 'Mother'. She smiled broadly and held me tightly again. Now, we were both in tears. Some minutes passed before we regained our senses and returned to our respective chairs. My Mother continued. “After you were born, I knew what a terrible situation I had created by allowing all our inhibitions and morals to be set aside under my ...
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