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I wanted to call her right away.
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Then I remembered her words.
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“I need to go alone.”
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So I sent him one message.
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“Sofia, I managed to stop the sale of your grandmother’s house, with the buyer’s consent. The property remains yours. I’m not asking you anything in return. The lawyer will send you the documents. I’m sorry for everything I did to you.”
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He didn’t answer me.
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And for the first time, I didn’t interpret silence as evidence that he didn’t love me.
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I understood that she had the right to be angry.
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She had the right to be hurt.
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And he had the right not to forgive me.
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The next weekend, my parents invited me to dinner.
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I went. I went.
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My mom immediately noticed that something was wrong.
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Andrei, you look awful. What’s the matter?
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I told them everything.
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About the Invented Disease.
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About the five days when Sofia was gone.
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About the sold car, grandmother’s house and money brought in the envelope.
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The mother was left with the fork suspended in the air.
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Dad left on the back of the chair.
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You did what? He asked.
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I wanted to know if he loved me for myself or for money.
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My father looked at me with an expression I had never seen before.
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“And you considered the best way to find out is to tell him that you are dying?
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I’ve come down my gaze.
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