“I once thought I was really happy, but after five years of marriage, Zion changed into someone else, flirting everywhere. I cried, I argued, but nothing changed. Six months ago, I actually wanted to get a divorce.”
“But at that time, I learned I was pregnant.”
Grandma Ravenna’s hand tightened, as if she didn’t want to hear anything more.
“He acted like a caring father again, and I softened and stayed. But after a few months, he went back to the same habits.”
I lifted my head. My voice was quiet, but steady.
“Grandma, I’m thirty now. I don’t want my child to grow up with a dad like this.”
Grandma Ravenna’s eyes turned red. She pulled me close, patting my back, her voice rough. “If you want to leave, Grandma won’t stop you, but the child…”
“I want to keep the child but remove the father.”
I gently cut in, “The child will still be your great-grandchild, but will have nothing to do with Zion. This is my only wish at thirty, Grandma… can you help me?”
The room stayed quiet for a long while. I thought Ravenna would say no to such an unreasonable request.
But she shut her eyes for a moment, then finally nodded.