Even when I was so busy and I didn't have time to rest, I felt fulfilled. I fed Elio his first meal and taught him to walk with a pen.
When he first spoke, he called me "Mom."
But now he said I'm not his mother anymore. The little boy who used to act cute in my arms, calling me "Mom," now had big, round eyes filled with hatred for me.
"She's never been nice to me. She always beats me secretly when you're not around. She also keeps giving me strange candies! Mom says they're medicine that makes you sick! Dad, she's a bad woman!"
Hearing these accusations, I even doubted I'd actually done any of this.
Theo's slightly questioning gaze broke my heart.
"Theo, do you also think I did all this to him?"
I could hear my own voice trembling, the pain in my palms far less noticeable than the pain in my heart.
Theo's eyes flickered, neither denying nor admitting.
"Serena, calm down for a moment."
"I'll work this out. Not all problems can be resolved through divorce." I laughed out loud, tears welling in the corners of my eyes.
"Okay, how do you say that? I want this cat out of this house right now. And she too, she must never appear in my life again!"