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There’s nothing hormonal about this, Renato. There’s something very clear: respect. And for five years, neither you nor your wife have shown me any.” “That’s not true,” Marlen protested. “We’ve always treated you well. You’re part of the family. Part of the family that serves, cleans, and cooks while you all have fun.”

Part of the family that is never consulted, but is always expected to obey. Renato approached me, placing his hand on my shoulder as he used to do when he was a child and wanted something. But he was no longer the sweet child I had raised. He was a man who had chosen his wife over his mother in every

conflict of the last 5 years. It’s okay, Mom.
I understand you’re upset, but think about it. It’s only a week. After Christmas everything goes back to normal. Normal. Their normal, where I was invisible, except when they needed me, where my feelings didn’t matter as long as their life was comfortable, where my house had ceased to be

My refuge to become their personal hotel.
No, Renato, things aren’t going back to normal because I’m leaving tomorrow. They both froze. Marlen was the first to react. I’m going up an octave. Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I confirmed, enjoying the panic that was beginning to shine in their eyes. I’ve already arranged everything. What they didn’t know

The truth was, I really did have everything arranged, but not in the way they thought.
“This is crazy!” Marlen shouted, her eyes wild as she paced my kitchen like a caged animal. “You can’t leave tomorrow. It’s impossible. My family arrives in three days.” “Well, you should have thought of that before assuming I’d be your employee,” I replied.

I kept my voice calm as I quietly washed my coffee cup.
Every move was calculated to show that I wasn’t fazed by her dramatic performance. Renato stood there, shifting nervously from one foot to the other, clearly torn between supporting his hysterical wife and trying to reason with me. His eyes darted between us as if he were