My daughter married a Korean man when she was 21. She hasn’t been home in twelve years, but every year she sends 8 million pesos.-olweny

He was depressed. His name is Kang Jun.

When Maria Luisa arrived, her expression changed. She stood between us as if she were protecting me. The wind was strong. The man mentioned the contract before leaving, and before he left, he finally said two more years.

That night we slept together. My weak question: Aren’t you tired of this life?

“I’m tired, Mom. But I don’t want to remind you of yourself.”

I took her hand and went home. I don’t need the money, I need you.

She remained silent for a long time before answering. But I’m afraid.

The next day, he took me to a small wooden house in a quiet area on the outskirts of the city. After the contract ended, this is where he wanted to start over.

I told him not to wait two years. I’ll stay here with you.

In the following days, he began to prepare. The house was sold, the property sold, every payment received. The man called to remind him, sometimes even shortening the deadline. There was a lot of pressure, but he had no doubts.