When I was little, my father passed away and my mother raised me alone. Living with my mother was happy, and I loved her very much. Yet one day, I saw my mother chatting amiably with a man I didn't know... They had been spending time together all along. She was my mother, just mine!! But then she told me she was going to remarry... The gentle smile, the warm embrace that held me, all taken by another man. In that instant, I realized I loved my mother as 'a single woman'—.
