The days that followed were filled with whispers, questions, and second-guessing. Some friends criticized Maria. “Maybe you should have ignored it,” one cousin said. “People say things when they’re stressed.”
Eliza spent a week at home, grieving the relationship. She scrolled through old photos, cried herself to sleep, and ignored Daniel’s desperate messages. But slowly, her perspective shifted. She began to see that her mother had saved her from a future of constant disrespect.
Over bowls of homemade soup one evening, she reached for Maria’s hand. “Mom, I’m angry. I’m heartbroken. But I’m also grateful. You saved me from something worse.
Over bowls of homemade soup one evening, she reached for Maria’s hand. “Mom, I’m angry. I’m heartbroken. But I’m also grateful. You saved me from something worse. I don’t know if I would’ve had the strength to walk away on my own.”
A Brighter Tomorrow
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