They already looked happy. Like a perfect family that had erased me without effort. It felt like being stabbed twice and told to smile about it.
My legs gave out a little as I stepped back, my vision blurring. “I… I need to be alone,” I whispered, my voice barely holding together.
I turned and rushed into my room before anyone could stop me, slamming the door shut. The second it closed, I collapsed onto the floor, my body shaking as silent sobs tore through me.
I had lost everything. My husband. My child. My parents. I had been replaced in every role that mattered.
Why wasn’t I enough? Why was I the one breaking while they got to move on and be happy? Why!
My head throbbed violently, pain mixing with the ache in my chest until I couldn’t tell which one hurt more. I stayed there curled on the floor for a long time before I reached for my phone with shaking hands.
There was only one person left.
The line rang twice before a familiar voice answered. “Miya?”
I broke. “Lancelot… please,” I sobbed. “I need help. I can’t stay here anymore.”
His breath caught. “What happened? Tell me everything.”
“Gusion,” I whispered. “Nana. They don’t need me. They already replaced me. I don’t have anything left.”