You Told Me To Walk So I Walked Right Out Of Your Lives Chapter 20
Ronan was still sending money.
Sometimes ten thousand dollars, sometimes more.
The notes changed from “I’m sorry” to “Mom misses you” to “Dad isn’t well.”
I never replied.
The money sat in a separate account. I didn’t touch a cent.
On graduation day, Miller sat in the front row, crying harder than any of the parents around her.
Leo handed her a third pack of tissues.
“Auntie, anyone who didn’t know better would think I was the one graduating today.”
Miller glared at him.
“Shut up. When it’s your turn next year, I won’t shed a single tear.”
I walked over, holding my diploma.
She immediately stood and hugged me tightly.
“Amaris, I am so proud of you.”
My nose stung.
I had waited years to hear those words.
It turned out that when they were spoken with sincerity, you didn’t have to trade your wounds for them.
“Child.”
A trembling voice sounded from behind me.
My body went rigid.
My parents stood at the edge of the crowd, Ronan beside them.
Four years had passed. They had served their time.
My mother had lost a lot of weight. Half of my father’s hair had gone white.
They looked at me, their eyes slowly turning red.
“We just wanted to come see you.”
My mother took a step forward.
“You never answered. Are you willing to come home now?”