62 #The Threat

"I haven't done anything to you," I protested, my voice trembling with confusion and fear. "It was you who left me alone with a newborn baby; you abandoned us without a second thought. I never asked for any of this, and I certainly didn't deserve your wrath." The room fell silent, the tension thickening as we both realized that the truth was far more complex than either of us had anticipated.

"I left you because you were a loser," she retorted, her voice dripping with disdain. "You were poor with that shitty dream of yours to be a doctor and an old mother who hags around. I couldn't bear the thought of being tied down to a life of mediocrity and struggle. It was your fault that I left you in order to pursue a better future for myself."

"Then why are you here now when you left me before without any explanation?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and confusion.

"Because you have what you don't have," she replied, her tone softer now. "You're rich; you have someone you love