I Was the Only One Who Attended My Grandma’s Birthday Brunch—Seeing Her Tears, I Decided to Teach My Family a Lesson
When I went to my grandmother’s house that day, something didn’t sit right. There was no silence, and his brunch spread, carefully displayed almost untouched, was out of sight. There was something in the air, a sadness that at first, I could not explain at all, but it destroyed me as I tried to understand …