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The night before they left, Bruno’s voice softened a little–as if he was trying to explain himself.
“There were only five tickets for this trip,” he said. “Someone had to stay behind and look after the house. That’s why you’re not coming. Don’t take it personally, okay? There’ll be other chances. We’ve got plenty of time.”>
It sounded like reassurance, but the tone still carried that familiar condescension–like he was doing me a favor by explaining anything at
all.
Just like that, he turned his back to me and closed his eyes, done with the conversation.
I stared at the back of his head, blank and still. But there was no ache in my chest anymore. No anger. No sadness. Nothing.
I was done waiting around for “next time.“”
Again, I didn’t sleep a wink that night.
By dawn, the whole house was bustling. They were all in high spirits, energized by the excitement of their first trip abroad. I watched as they checked their luggage and passports over and over again.
I had made breakfast early, quietly preparing their favorite things, hoping they’d at least take a bite.
But no one even looked at it.”
Hans, my grandson, giggled as he teased me on his way out the door. “Grandma, we’re flying overseas! Who’d still want your boring old sour bread? You’re so behind the times!“>
just
looked at him and smiled. Didn’t say a word. There were too many bags to manage alone, so I drove everyone to the airport. Ás we pulled up, I saw Nelly–perfect as always, polished from head to toe. The second they spotted her, everyone’s faces lit up.
Hans ran straight into her arms. Bruno’s smile was so wide it wrinkled his whole face. My son and daughter–in–law beamed, barely able to
hide their excitement.
In that moment, it was like there were two different group, them… and me.”
“God, Grandma Nelly, I missed you so much!” Hans shouted with glee.
Nelly greeted everyone with that sweet, practiced smile she always wore, then reminded the group in her usual meticulous way, “Double–check your documents, okay? I’m always paranoid about this kind of thing. Forget anything else, just don’t forget your passports and IDs!”
Despite having checked everything at home several times already, the family still obediently unzipped their bags and rifled through them- because when Nelly said something, it carried weight.
It should’ve all gone smoothly. Everything should have been perfect. But of course, the one thing that mattered the most…. went missing.
Little Hans’s passport was nowhere to be found.§
The second panic set in, their heads all turned toward me at once–like they’d just remembered I existed.!
“Mom, you packed Hans’s bag, didn’t you? You said you put it in. Why it’s not there?“}
I froze. I had packed it. With my own hands. I remembered every detail, every pocket.
Before I could explain, Bruno stormed toward me, face twisted in fury. The slap landed hard across my cheek.
For a second, everything went silent–just a ringing in my ears. The sting bloomed hot and sharp, over and over, burning straight into my thoughts.
People turned to stare. Strangers, watching. Judging.
“I knew it,” Bruno shouted. “You’ve been acting so damn obedient all week–now I see why! This was your plan all along, wasn’t it? You wanted to sabotage the trip. You wanted to ruin everything!“>
“No–I didn’t!” I managed to say.
Yet, the words fell flat in the space between us, crushed beneath the weight of their accusations.
I could barely contain my outrage as I screamed out in frustration.”
Nelly was quick to rush over, her voice urgent. “This isn’t the time to argue. We need to figure out where it was left. If someone can go back for it, we can probably still make it in time.”
Just then, my daughter–in–law came over, looking frustrated with herself. “It’s all my fault! I was going to bring breakfast this morning, but my bag was too full, so I took it out. That’s probably when I accidentally pulled out the passport!“}]
I glared at Bruno, but his face showed no trace of guilt.
“This is all your fault!” I snapped. “You insisted on bringing breakfast! If you hadn’t pretended to be so thoughtful, none of this would’ve happened!”
The anger surged through me and suddenly my mind went blank. I lost consciousness and collapsed hard to the floor. The pain shot up from my head.
No one came to help. They were already rushing out the door, leaving me behind.
A kind stranger helped me to the hospital and by the time I regained my senses, it was almost evening.
I opened my phone to find a message from my daughter–in–law
Mom, we couldn’t find you at the airport We’ve got the passports and are about to board. Don’t be mad at Dad, he was just in a hurry. I know this is my fault and I’m sorry you had to go through that. When we get back, I’ll bring you a gift. Take care of yourself.]
Tears slid down my face. Thirty years of sacrifice and this was the result.
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I couldn’t keep living like this.
I stumbled home in the dark and for the first time in days, I slept soundly. My heart had finally died; there would be no more expectations. Once I let go, everything seemed less unbearable.
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The next morning, I took out all the money I had saved over the years, along with the deed to this house. My name was the only one on it.
For all these years, I had worked relentlessly, opening a store, doing everything to make a living, while Bruno had immersed himself completely in his world of art.
This house, I had bought outright, with no help from anyone.}]
I drove to the real estate office, no hesitation, just one simple request.
“Sell it as soon as possible.”
I agreed to a three percent discount and the agent happily listed the property.
Then, I booked myself a flight for three days. My destination was around the Elontrian Countries. Yeah, it was going to be my first stops on a journey around the world.
I decided that my life needed a fresh start and it was going to begin right here.
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