Seven years, and she only had to say "I'm scared."
He told me to deal with it alone, then held her while she cried. He emptied my father's surgery fund for her and promised to pay it back. My grandmother waited for a door only he could open. He never came.
I didn't beg. I didn't wait. I booked the first flight to Singapore and switched off my phone.
Seven years later he asks if there's really no chance.
I tell him: I've used up every reason to look back.
