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She still cared about her. But why she never called. Maybe if her mother had tried to reach out sooner, maybe things would be different now. “So she didn’t send you?” not that Nina was dissapointed, but she kind of hoped, deep inside that her mother send her, cause she finally felt bad enough for all of this. That she finally wanted to at least apologise. “Delaney, that doesn’t mean anything. I can also write to Santa Claus every day, but why write a letter you know won’t have any use? Those letters aren’t for me, they are for her…it’s like a Dear Diary kind of thing. She’s guilty and makes herself feel better by writing things she’ll never. So if she really wants to talk, or she really missed me so much, she can reach out, I can’t promise that I’ll be happy to see her, but if she gives me an explination, I can at least go on with my life, without always asking myself why me and my dad weren’t enough. And that should be enough for her, too…that’s the best thing she can do for me.” when Delaney headed towards the door, Nina looked down. “I’m sorry, but it is what it is. Thank you for letting me know that you exist .”
“Of course not. She doesn’t think that she fits in your life, maybe she’s right. Maybe we don’t fit here, but I just thought that it would be nice to have this conversation with you, even though it probably won’t change things for you. Or maybe it will. I don’t know.” Ellie shrugged and smiled at her sister, she didn’t even know 15 minutes ago. To be quite honest she came not only for her mother, but for herself, too. It was weird to know that you have a big sister, somewhere and a whole family you’ve never met. The blonde knew that if she was in Nina’s shoes she would probably react the same way, but it kind of sucked. “Don’t apologize. Thank you for leting me meet you. Can I ask one last thing? How old are they?” Ellie asked and pointed at the framed photo of Nina and her kids next to the bed. “Those are my nephews, right?” she smiled. “I - I have a cat. No kids, no husband, no boyfriend. Her name is Lily. The cat. It’s not important, but that’s something about me.” maybe throwing random facts about her, would make Nina more interested, maybe she would care more. “Uhm - I hate melons. They taste disgusting. I put the Christmas decoration in October. I work as a waitress. I can’t draw, like at all, even if my life depends on it. And I really like it better when people call me Ellie. And I suck really bad at math.” looking at Nina’s face, Ellie really regretted everything she just said, but oh well she didn’t like her anyway. “I’m sorry. I’m leaving.”