She stood slowly, her voice steady now.
“I had a son once. I gave him everything. But the man in front of me… I don’t know him anymore. Leave. And don’t come back.”
Daniel remained there, crying, as the door closed.
Later, Evelyn and Linda sat together, drinking warm coffee.
“Are you okay?” Linda asked.
Evelyn smiled faintly, feeling the breeze on her face.
“For the first time in years… I feel free.”
And far away, a man who had lost everything finally understood something too late:
some debts can never truly be repaid—
especially the ones owed to a mother.
