Episode 2

As soon as I heard what had happened, I felt such sorrow and rage. I despised my father for what he did to my mother, and I also hated that woman because she was the cause of my mother’s accident. Not directly, but she made my mother lose control of her car due to the news she delivered.

The moment that woman left our house, the first thing I did was confront my father and ask him why he cheated. He told me:

"I see you've heard everything."

"Yes, I heard every terrible word."

"I'm sorry, son, I didn't want you to find out like this."

"Rather, you never wanted me to find out at all, but thanks to that woman, I know everything you did and what that woman did to my mother."

"I know I don't deserve forgiveness from you or your mother, but it was a mistake, honestly, I didn't want all of this to happen."

"When one person betrays another, they rarely wish misfortune on the betrayed, but it always ends up happening, and the perfect example is my mother."

"Son, I am truly asking for your forgiveness."

"Apologies don’t change the fact that my mother died and that you were unfaithful, and you also have a child with that woman."

"I know an apology won't change anything, but I still want to apologize. Besides, I don't even know if the kid is really mine."

"I don't trust you, but I don't trust that woman either. However, if the child is really yours, it's not his fault; you two are to blame because you committed that"error.

"I know the child is innocent. But as I said, I'm not sure he's mine. That woman was with many simultaneously, and I wasn't the only one with her, so my opinion remains strong."

"Honestly, I don't care how many men that woman has been with or if you were with her more than once. It’s something I truly have no interest in or want to know about. All it does is disgust me and fill me with anger because you were capable of doing that to my mother, a woman who loved you and respected you until her last day."

"I know your mother was a good woman, an excellent mother, and a loving and considerate wife."

"If my mother had so many virtues, why did you betray her?"

"I was tired of the monotony, tired of everything always being the same, the daily routine never changing. I was tired of it all. I loved your mother, but every day was the same, and nothing changed, neither in her nor in what she did. I wanted to break out of that routine, and that woman helped me."

"So all of this was because you were tired of every day being the same? You didn't care about my mother's feelings or mine; you only cared about your own. Why didn't you tell my mother you were tired of everything being the same, that you wanted to change the routine, that you wanted to do something new? Instead, you stayed silent," said nothing, and chose to cheat. That's not love.

"You're still very young, and you wouldn’t understand."

"Don't treat me like a little child because I'm not, and I may not understand many things about life, but I do understand one thing: love does not betray. If you really loved my mother, you would never have done this, and by doing it, you've shown that you didn’t love her or me. You didn’t love your family or your home, nor did you respect it because love isn't just about affection; it's about respect, support, being there through good and bad times, communication" something you didn’t do and you preferred to be with another woman to satisfy your desires without caring about my mother’s feelings and whether she would ever find out or not.

"I apologize, and I have no intention of continuing this conversation that’s leading nowhere."

"I'm not interested in continuing this conversation either because I realize I'm talking to someone who understands nothing about life. You might be older than me and my father, but you don’t understand anything."

"I’m going to play along because I simply don't want to fight with you."

"I don’t feel like fighting with you either, but I will tell you one thing: I won’t live in this house anymore. So, as such a great father, send me away to study abroad, to England, the United States, wherever you want, but I don't want to stay here."

"You don't call the shots; you're still underage, and if I want you to stay in this house, you will."

"Do you prefer our coexistence to continue being like it is today? Because I assure you it will, since I can’t stand you anymore. Knowing that you betrayed my mother makes me distrust and hate you and not want to see you ever again. If we continue to live in the same house, we’ll have to see each other, and we'll end up arguing."

"I don’t care about arguments; they always happen in families, so it doesn’t matter to me."

"We are no longer a family. We were a family when my mother was alive, but not anymore."

"Stop being so stubborn and just get on with your ordinary life. Pretend none of this ever happened, that you never heard this conversation, that we never argued about it."

"You think it's so easy to forget, especially when it’s something that caused your mother’s death?"

"Just do as I say."

"I kindly ask you once more, father, if you want me to keep calling you father, send me away from this place. If I stay here, the anger and resentment against you will keep growing to a point where I won't be able to stand being in the same room or house as you, let alone the same country."

"I will let you go if you promise to keep calling me father when you return."

"I promise. At least I don't break my promises, so rest assured, father, that when I return, I will continue to address you in the same way."

"Alright, I’ll agree to your request. I’ll look for a school for you, and once I find the right place, I’ll send you there."

"Thank you."

After we finished the conversation, I went to my room, closed the door, crawled under the covers, and started to cry. I genuinely didn't know why my tears were coming out without any control on my part. However, that made me feel a bit lighter, as I had let out all my anger and frustration. As I cried, I was so angry that I didn’t know what I might have done if I had remained with him in the living room. Fortunately, he agreed to let me go, and a few months after that discussion, I finally escaped from that golden cage and found my freedom. There, I almost entirely forgot what had happened. I didn’t hold as much resentment toward my father or that woman, and although I can’t say I forgave them, I tried to think the way my mother would have. I knew she would have told me to live my life without desires for revenge, and that's what I did.

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