Hushed Willows you're my heaven, you're my hell

her face fell further as the boy merely sighed an exasperated sigh, thoroughly uninterested in the effort she was attempting to make. no matter; the woman had fallen silent moments before his indication for her to halt any speech. seconds, minutes, passed before her optics swiveled slightly to rest upon his form before darting away again. a hate hung in the air, silencing the very situation beyond simply 'awkward'. this was pure insolence, ignorance to the point of alienation. the small woman, no matter how broken, would not spend another minute attempting to make ends with her son, kavos. she had just barely mustered the courage to drag herself through all that had happened, she would not sit in silence to entertain a boy who knew nothing of her before him. 

she picked herself from the ground, and left.