Ex-Wife Moving Wife Giving Birth? Congratulations, You’re Single Now novel Chapter 102

Chapter 14

I und behind the door teams wwwaming down my face, drowning in guilt.

we thought things would spiral like this. That my mess would drag Mom down with me–force her to stand there and take that kind of

Men let one a long, shaky breath. Then she pulled me into a tight hug and held me there for a long time.

It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. I know you’re not like that. And we are not taking a single cent from them.

“Come on. Let’s not talk about this right now. I need to get to work. We’ll figure it out when I get back tonight.”

I wiped my face and nodded, already planning to help her set up the truck.

But when I went back to my room, I found a note on my desk.

In Grandma’s shaky handwriting

[Alina, sweetheart–I’ve been feeling so much better lately. I think it’s time I go back to Lancaster for a while. Please, please don’t take a gap year. You need to go to college. Promise me.】

My heart stopped.

I grabbed the note and ran back to show Mom.

She was just about to leave, keys in hand–but the second she read it, her face went pale.

She immediately pulled out her phone and called Grandma.

It rang. And rang. And rang.

Then went to voicemail.

We both tried again. Same thing.

Mom’s hands were shaking now.

That woman–she told me she was going downstairs to watch people dance in the park! How is she supposed to get all the way to Lancaster by herself? Her legs barely work!”

Her voice cracked with panic and frustration.

“She keeps saying she’s a burden. That she wants to go back to the old house. I told her we didn’t need her to do that–we’re not that desperate–but she went anyway!”

Mom didn’t even bother with the truck.

She turned and went straight to her bedroom, throwing a few changes of clothes into a duffel bag.

“We’re going to Lancaster. Right now.”

1 didn’t hesitate. I grabbed my jacket and followed her.

Chapter 14

We barely made it to the station in time to catch the last Amtrak Keystone Line train out of the city.

The train was half empty. Quiet. The kind of quiet that made everything feel heavier.

Mom didn’t say a word the entire tide

She just leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes, exhaustion etched into every line of her face.

I stared out into the darkness, watching the city lights fade into stretches of empty farmland, and let the tears fall silently.

This was my fault.

If I hadn’t changed my application, Grandma wouldn’t have felt like a burden.

She wouldn’t have left.

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