With a feeling of disbelief, I watched as Danny spoke again. “Grandma,” he said, “there is something I want to tell you.” Everyone turned to look, and Louise dropped the knife she was holding. Albert, too, put down his phone. I could hardly believe my ears when Danny, with such calmness, said, “Mommy has a secret.” His words stunned everyone, but he wasn’t finished. “She told the man on the phone that she doesn’t love daddy and that something is wrong with me. She wants to run away.”

The revelation hit like a bomb. Louise turned pale, and in a panic, she tried to brush off Danny’s words, asking him to go play. But Danny continued, unaware of the chaos he had caused. Albert, visibly shaken, turned to Louise and asked, “Is that true?” Sobbing, Louise tried to explain, admitting that she had said those things out of guilt, feeling like she had failed as a mother. Danny never spoke to her, never looked her in the eyes, and she had felt helpless. But Albert couldn’t accept her excuses. As their argument escalated, I took Danny upstairs, and though he was smiling, he had unknowingly shattered their world. In the days that followed, Albert filed for divorce, and Louise, though relieved, confessed that she never truly wanted to be a mother. She left her family, and Danny stayed with his father, while I remained a part of their lives.