I wanted to tell her that little girl was brilliant, that she deserved to be treated well, that she had finally broken free from the people and circumstances that had made her miserable, and that she could finally live for herself.The days passed one by one. I was settling into life at Glenmore University. My grades were climbing steadily, and my part-time work was going smoothly. My savings were growing too, so I no longer had to live at the mercy of anyone else's mood.Then, half a year later, I logged into a social media account I had not touched in months and found a private message from Sofia. With every other line of contact blocked, it was the only way she could reach me. She had written several long paragraphs.She told me that after I left, Mom fell seriously ill. She spent her days in tears, barely present as she constantly murmured my name. Her health had deteriorated badly.Dad had been furious at first, saying I had let my head grow too big and refused to be kept in l
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