said I’m leaving.”
“And I said in a moment.”
My mother looked up at the screens.
My face was still there.
Not crying.
Not begging.
Just watching.
I had spent years thinking revenge would feel hot.
It didn’t.
It felt clean and cold.
Like a metal tray.
I finished the rest of the speech in under two minutes. I thanked my classmates. I thanked the doctors who treated continue reading …