In my previous life, I tried my best to find a relatively unpopular university for him.
That was how he got into his desired major.
This time, I'd like to see what Tim could do on his own.
In the last few days of applications, I went back to my parents' home.
I had mixed feelings when I saw my parents with gray hair.
My mom asked me why I suddenly came back.
"I miss you." I hugged my mother from behind, afraid that she would see the tears in my eyes.
In my last life, after getting married, I rarely went back to my parents' home due to busy work.
After Tim moved in, I was even busier on weekends tutoring him.
Before I was pushed down the stairs, my mom even told me to come home for dinner, saying she wanted to cook me a big meal.
Unfortunately, before I could eat the meal, I was separated from my parents forever.
I couldn't imagine how heartbroken my parents would have been after hearing the news.
Looking back now, I was really unfilial.
"Honey, why haven't you come home yet?" My husband, Noah, called.
"I'm going to stay at my parents' for a few days."
"You're married. Why are you still staying at your parents' house? Don't you have a place to stay?" Noah scolded me.