“Grandma, please, let's talk calmly,” I said, trying not to bear emotions. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/1a13d7/620x0/1/0/2025/03/07/pmzofgthgr51NUFNUFNFNQtwfw6f7lu7slyyo1f8bg.jpg" alt = "pregnant woman @pexels" Style = "background-color: rgba (102,94,88.1)" > < p > but she didn't even look at me.
< p > — I was already making m & oacute; I'm not going to be anywhere — she threw dry, stirring tea.
< p > — But grandma & hellip;
< p > — But what ? — She interrupted me sharply. & Amp; MDASH; You want to throw me out of my own home ?
< p > I didn't want to throw her away.
< p > I just wanted me to understand that I could no longer live in this tight apartment with her.
< p > that we expect a child.< p > that M&P; Oacute; Jer, who did not get along with her from the beginning, does not want to raise our son under her roof.
< p > that we need this apartment more than she.
< p > but for her it didn't matter.
< p > — You used to be m & oacute; that you would give me this apartment when I start a family & hellip; & Amp; MDASH; I reminded her quietly. < p > — Times have changed — shrugged. < p > — Grandma, please & hellip;< p > — You ask ?! & Amp; MDASH; She finally looked at me, but there was no tenderness in her eyes. Only cold. & Amp; MDASH; Where you were when I needed me ?
< p > — I was here. All life!
< p > — But now that you are comfortable, you want to get rid of me! < p > I felt something in me.< p > — Grandma, it's not like that & hellip;
< p > — That's exactly yes!
< p > I cried that night.< p > m & oacute; Je husband looked at me with tired eyes.
< p > — We can't live there. You know that, truth ?
< p > I knew.
< p > — So what do we do ? < p > I had no answer.< p > because how was I supposed to choose between a family that I had & Hellip;
< p > & Hellip; A that I just created ?