i lost my father when i was young, and my mother raised me alone. life with my mother was happy, and i loved my mother very much. but one day, my mother brought a man i didn't know home and told me she was going to remarry. we had always spent time together, just the two of us. she was my mother, just mine... even her kind smile and her warm body that hugged me would be taken away by another man. the moment i thought that, i realized that i love my mother as 'one woman' -.
