I packed Xeldon’s clothes into the old suitcase. Viel had told me to bring only the essentials and that I could come back later, after he bought the house named after me.
“Sister, where are we moving?” Xeldon asked, carefully placing his school supplies in his bag.
I looked at him and said softly, “To my boyfriend’s house.”
“Are you… are you going to marry him?” His wide eyes reflected both curiosity and excitement.
I nodded. Sometimes I struggled to answer Xeldon’s questions because lying to him felt impossible.
“Did you bring all your important things?”
“Yes, Sister,” he replied obediently.
“Good. Now let’s just wait for someone to pick us up.”
I cast a glance around the house we’d rented for so many years. Memories filled every corner, mostly with Auntie. If she hadn’t died, per
