Capítulo 81: Red wine and kitchen desks

**Naomis point of view** 

I told my mom everything. I have no idea why i did that, but damn, it felt good! I felt like a huge rock was removed from my shoulders, and i could finally lean back, and take a deep breath. 

Her eyes gave me the impression that she either didn't believe me, or was completely certain that i was mentally ill. She didn't say anything for a long while, she just sat with her coffee mug in her hand, and her mouth was open wide. I removed the mug from her hand and placed it on the table, since i was afraid that she'd might drop it.