The phone was silent. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/5efaed/620x0/1/0/2024/12/14/u5lzxkyckizzd0iizi7odjwl8xccykpbog3nnrpr3h.jpg" alt = "old lady @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (119,116,108.1)" > < p > We talked a few years ago every day. Now he has not called at all.
< p > m & oacute; j son. My child. My pride. < p > and yet & hellip; There was no place for me in his life. < p > because his wife decided that I was toxic.< p > When Filip got married, I was happy.
< p > I saw him fall in love, how he looked at Natalia with worship, like m & oacute; he was a woman of his life.< p > I enjoyed his happiness.
< p > I wanted to be part of this new reality. < p > but she saw the enemy in me.< p > at the beginning it was subtle.
< p > — Mom, Natalia thinks we should limit visits a little. < p > — Mom, Natalia M & Amp; Oacute; Wi, that you should call less, because we have a lot on our minds. < p > then cold looks, cut comments, understatement claims. < p > until finally these words came, which & oacute; re broke my heart.< p > — Mom, Natalia claims you are toxic.
< p > toxic.< p > because I cared for my son ?
< p > because I wanted him to be happy ?
< p > because I asked if everything is all right ?
< p > Is it really a crime ?
< p > today I sit in an empty apartment.
< p > on the table lies a photo album.
< p > Philip, when he was small.
< p > Philip, when he was passing the high school diploma.< p > Philip, when he embraced me on the wedding day, m & oacute; < p > — Mom, we will always be close.
< p > but it was a lie. < p > because his wife decided that I no longer exist.< p > A on & hellip; not even pr & oacute;