I turned around.
I took my children.
And we walked towards the exit.
Leisurely.
Noiseless.
But with something he never understood.
Dignity.
As we left the garden behind, one of them looked at me.
-Term?
I smiled.
-Yeah.
A pause.
—Now our story begins.
Because ten years ago…
He left me alone.
But today…
I didn’t come back alone.
I came back whole.
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