ManyWriters

I spent a significant part of my life in an unhappy marriage with Caspian.
In our final moments, we exchanged harsh words, vowing never to encounter each other in another lifetime.
He blamed me for tying him down with our marriage and children, claiming it cost him his dream of becoming a singer in New York.
I resented him for neglecting his ailing parents and our kids, leaving me to shoulder the burden while he enjoyed life outside.
In our shared resentment, we were given a second chance.
When our eyes met in a crowd, we turned away without a second thought.
This time, I hope we don't look back with regret.

Broken Promises Will Not Be Fulfilled

At Grandma's, we happily enjoyed dinner when Mom got a call from Aunt Vera.


"Caspian insists on going to New York to be a singer, refusing school. He's desperate. Can you have Celeste come back to talk to him? He listens to her!"


The same request as before. Mom looked troubled. Being in the countryside, returning wasn't easy.


I calmly put down my chopsticks and took the phone.


"Aunt Vera, this is Caspian's decision. I can't interfere. Even if I did, he'd resent me. I think you should respect his choice."


I hung up decisively, blocking her number.


My parents were stunned by my swift actions, but Grandma urged us to eat.


She reminded us that other people's issues are their own karma, and we shouldn't interfere. Grandma was spot-on!


After dinner, I played with the puppy in the yard, while my parents approached.


"Celeste, what's going on with you lately?" Mom hesitated, "You seem different."


Their concern made me teary-eyed, and I wiped away actual tears.


I fabricated a dream, recounting the events of my past life. Hearing how the Parkers manipulated me after their deaths, Dad's face turned dark as a pot bottom.


They trusted me, especially since the story started with Caspian's decision to go to New York, initiated by Aunt Vera's plea for me to find him.


"Celeste, what's been going on with you lately.." Mom hesitated, "I just feel like you're different."


Dad didn't say anything but looked at me with concern.


Their worried faces made my chest tighten, and I wiped my eyes, surprised to find tears there.


I told them it was just a dream and shared everything that had happened in my previous life. When they heard how the Parker Family had taken advantage of me after they were gone, Dad's face looked thunderous.


They always believed me, especially since I started by saying it all began when Caspian wanted to go to New York, and Aunt Vera asked me to find someone.


They also understood why I suddenly wanted to visit Grandma and why I refused to look for Caspian.


"My sweet girl, my precious," Mom said.


Mom was always quick to tears. Even knowing it was just a dream, she quickly hugged me, her tears falling onto my head, full of love and care.


Dad took a moment, then made a decision.


"Celeste having this dream might be a sign that the Parker Family's presence is harmful to us. I've decided we're moving back! We'll keep our distance from them."


I didn't expect my parents to support me this much. Emotion welled up again, and I nodded, tears spilling over.


I hugged Mom tightly, soaking in her warmth.


We stayed in the countryside for half a month, and I noticeably got a bit more tan.


Before moving, we had to stay in the old house for a while. Just as we arrived, Aunt Vera opened her door, her eyes red from crying, with traces of bitterness she couldn't hide.


Chapter 3