Pops of Violet, Part One by Y.V. Larson

Everyone makes mistakes. But have most people made a choice that resulted in an almost fatal ending for the person they love the most?

I did.

Years ago, I withheld information from my mom that almost got her killed. She was taken, and every bruise on her body was my fault.

My mistake made my mama wilt, and the bubbly personality everyone loved about me began to fade.

One pop at a time, my bubbles ceased to exist. In that slow disintegration, self-hatred and anxiety filled the emptiness.

I vowed never to hurt another person again and cut myself off from connection and care. Isolation is better than heartache.

Until someone makes me realize that my detachment is causing pain too.