A Bitter Realization
It turned out that Marco, the man she had left us for, had been dishonest with her, leaving her in a financially ruined state. In that moment, I couldn’t help but feel a fleeting sense of pity for her. She had made her choices, and now those choices had led her to a life she hadn’t anticipated.
Nevertheless, I knew I couldn’t let her back into our lives. My decision was final. Her regret, though genuine, couldn’t change the fact that she had abandoned us when we needed her the most. I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, allow her to disrupt the peace and stability that we had worked so hard to build in her absence.