“I’ll tell her myself when the time is right,” Mom said.
A month after our conversation, Mom finally told Samira everything. Samira had shown up at her place asking for money again after another breakup with her boyfriend.
Right after their talk, she came straight to my house. Didn’t even bother knocking—just walked in like she owned the place and dropped onto my couch.
“I don’t want you visiting Mom,” Samira said.
“Are you out of your mind? Mom is sick. I’ll visit her. Someone needs to help her,” I said. I couldn’t believe she was saying this.
“I know why you’re so concerned about her — to get all her inheritance for yourself. But that won’t happen,” Samira said.
“Are you serious? I don’t care about the money. I want to help Mom,” I said. “Or are you judging everyone by yourself?”
Samira rolled her eyes. “I know that’s not true. Mom always loved me more because she gave me more money. So now, you want to get something after she’s gone,” she said.
“That’s so stupid if that’s really what you think. I’ll keep visiting Mom. Someone needs to help her,” I said firmly.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ve already planned everything. I’m moving in with Mom and taking care of her,” Samira said.
“You? Since when are you so caring? You’ve never cared about anyone but yourself,” I said.
“That’s not true. I’ve always cared about Mom, and now she needs me. So don’t even try coming over. I won’t let you in,” Samira said.
She got up, picked up her bag, and walked out without saying anything else. I just sat there, staring at the door long after she’d left.
I couldn’t believe how selfish Samira was being. It was clear she was acting purely out of self-interest—only for herself.
And, as it turned out, she wasn’t joking at all.
Samira didn’t let me see Mom, always coming up with excuses like, “Mom is sleeping,” “Mom doesn’t feel well,” or “Mom went to the doctor.”
So, I texted Mom and asked her to let me know when Samira wouldn’t be home so I could visit.
One afternoon, Mom sent me a text saying that Samira had gone to the mall and that I could come over. I made a quick stop at the grocery store for some essentials before heading straight to Mom’s house.
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