The woman looked directly at him with emptiness within her soul. Gazing into her eyes felt awful for some reason, even though this woman was his mother and a person he longed to see more than anything else. It was as if he was seeing an empty shell of his mother.
She had the appearance, but lacked the familiarity he wanted. A doll with nothing inside. That made his soul shake.
Even as he stared at her, his eyes couldn't believe it. However, no matter how much he tried to deny it, that was his mother. Her face and height were exactly as he remembered them. Without realizing it, a tear trickled down his cheek and snapped him out of his daze.
'No! No, it can't be. This is an illusion of some sort or maybe a dream.' He thought to himself as he wiped his eyes and looked up with a complicated expression. Even with knowing that, it was still so hard for him to look at his mother and not feel anything.