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Tom chuckled, “Mom really trusts people. Always has.”
“And once she starts covering Max’s swimming lessons too, we can finally plan that Hawaii trip. Free babysitting!” Lila added with a smile.
Tom laughed again. “Yeah, and later, when she’s older, we can find her a nice nursing home. Renting out her place would be easy income. That extra room is a goldmine.”
“She’s so easygoing,” Lila said. “She’ll say yes to anything if it’s for Max.”
They giggled together.
I sat frozen in the dark, a hollow ache settling deep in my chest. It wasn’t fear—it was betrayal. The walkie-talkie slipped from my hand and clattered to the floor.
The wall between us—the very wall I helped build—suddenly felt like a barrier they wanted to cross for their own gain.
My own son. The boy I raised alone. The one I loved unconditionally. How could they do this?
I lay awake that night, and the night after, haunted by Lila’s laughter and Tom’s careless words. How do you give everything and still feel invisible? How do they overlook the love and effort, focusing only on what they can take?
I worked myself raw in the diner, skipped meals to make sure they had enough, and now it felt like it was never enough.
I realized they would keep taking unless someone drew a line. I had to speak up.
A few days later, it was my birthday. They arrived, smiling, with a cake in hand, pretending everything was perfect in our “loving family.”
I rose, lifted my glass, and began my toast. Voir moins
