I gave up my dreams for the sake of this family. I wanted to travel. I wanted to see Paris… So that’s how it ends, huh? Alone and forgotten in a tiny room, living on cat food and broken dreams—what’s what happens to mothers. Look at yours. She came for the weekend, the weeks turned into months, its twelve years later and she’s still up there: deceived, deluded, smoking in the attic. A grandma. Well, I’m not going to end up like your mother. You lied to me, and I can’t live with that.