I was sitting quietly at a table with my 5-year-old son at my sister’s wedding. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm and whispered, «Mom…

Don’t take him away from me. You tried to kill my son, Emily’s voice was resolute. Never come near us again.

Emily pulled her son’s hand and tried to leave the private room. At that moment, Sophia came chasing after them. Emily, what should I do? The wedding? David? Emily turned around.

That’s for you to decide, Sophia. But one thing I can say is that there’s no real happiness in a relationship with a man who marries for money. Emily left the hotel with her son.

It was completely dark outside, but a light of determination shone in her heart. From this day forward, their new life would begin. In the car, Jacob said in a small voice, Mommy, won’t we see grandma anymore? That’s right, Jacob, Emily stroked her son’s head.

But we have each other. That’s enough. Jacob nodded as if he understood.

Three months later, in a small apartment in Portland, Oregon, Emily was greeting a new morning with her son Jacob. The autumn sunlight streaming through the window illuminated their modest but warm living room. It was a contrast to their luxurious life in Boston, but here there was peace more precious than anything.

Mommy, can we go to the park today? Jacob asked while eating his breakfast cereal. Of course, Emily answered with a smile. Maybe you’ll make some new friends.

The decision to leave Boston hadn’t been easy. However, Emily had no choice. After leaving the hotel that day, she had immediately contacted a lawyer and consulted with the police.

Restraining orders had been issued against Margaret and Sophia, and she was legally protected from them as well. In the new city, Emily had started working at a small accounting firm. The salary was less than her job in Boston, but she was able to spend more time with Jacob.

She continued to carefully manage the insurance money that her husband Michael had left for their son’s future. On her desk lay three unopened letters. All were letters of apology from her mother Margaret.

Emily had never opened them and intended to dispose of them. No matter how much she was apologized to in words, the fact that her son’s life had been targeted wouldn’t change. Jacob was adapting well to his new environment.

He had made friends at the local kindergarten and seemed brighter than before. Sometimes he would ask about his grandmother, but Emily explained, she lives far away, so we can’t see her for a while. Mommy, when can we visit daddy’s grave? Jacob suddenly asked.

Emily was momentarily at a loss for words. Michael’s grave was in Boston, and they couldn’t easily visit it. However, she wanted to cherish her son’s feelings toward his father.

We’ll definitely go someday. Daddy is happy that we’re living healthily. A few days later, Emily found an article about Boston in the local newspaper.

Sophia and David’s marriage had broken down in just two months. According to the article, David’s investment fraud had been discovered, and he was being sued by multiple investors. Right after the wedding, Sophia had learned the truth and immediately started divorce proceedings.

Emily read the article with mixed feelings. Her anger toward her sister remained, but at the same time, she thought that perhaps she too had been a victim. However, she had no intention of making contact.

Another article also reported that her mother Margaret was living alone. Neighbors said, she’s looked very lonely lately. Estranged from Sophia and unable to see her beloved grandson, she was probably feeling the weight of her choices…