*~Gabrielle's POV~*
"It's so nice to see you again, daughter," Mother said, approaching us, and then I approached her as I halted right in front of her.
"And it's not so nice to see you, Mother," she said. I said, and then I felt twisted.
"Oh, my daughter's changed," she said, as she tried to touch me, but I slapped her hands off.
"Oh, I have. Do you still expect me to still be the weak, pathetic daughter you locked up in a jail for three years? If you still do, then I'll call you delusional. And you know, being delusional at an old age is not so good for your health," I said, and the smile on her face faded, and her eyes blazed at me.
And then I bit my lips from laughing out loud.
"You know, Mother, I don't know why you're here, but I believe it is karma that brought you here. Because this time around, I will make sure you pay for everything you've done," I said, and then she looked as if she could burst out laughing at any time.
