“Since she dared to slander your mother, she should know what it feels like to be publicly humiliated. My mom just recorded a video of the whole thing. What do you think we should do with it?” Joey suggested, holding up her phone to show him the video she had just recorded.
At that moment, I felt a mix of shame and fury like never before.
Despite the unbearable pain in my legs and my weakened state, I tried to lift myself up, desperate to tell my son who I really was.
But this only made him more disgusted with me.
He grabbed Joey’s phone and uploaded the video to a social media platform. “You insult my mom? You must have a death wish,” he said through gritted teeth, ripping off the hood that covered my head.
