Every terrible memory hit me at once.
Then my mother’s voice came through, calm and careful.
“Daniel, what are you talking about?”
“I found out what you’ve been doing, how you’ve been planting doubt in my marriage.”
Another long silence followed.
Then she sighed softly.
“You weren’t supposed to find that.”
My anger exploded instantly.
“You tried to destroy my marriage!”
“Your wife was already pulling you away from me.”
“I found out what you’ve been doing.”
I froze.
Not because of what she said, but because of how cold she sounded while saying it.
For months, the main memory of my mother was seeing her comforting her grandkids after Sarah passed.
Now every memory felt poisoned.
“You made fake accounts pretending to be Sarah.”
“I was protecting my family.”
“No,” I snapped. “You were destroying it!”
That’s when my mother started crying.
For one brief second, I almost felt guilty.
Now every memory felt poisoned.