Erasing the Substitute: A Script Unwritten
Language: en
The plot had finally run its course. I went home, thrilled to celebrate, only to accidentally overhear my son say: "Daddy, do we still have to pretend for Mommy?" "I want Auntie Chloe to be here for real." Arthur stood nearby, his face showing a kind of relaxed relief I had never seen before. "Yeah. Let's just get rid of Mommy, okay?" My son nodded emphatically. I turned around and threw the celebration gift I had bought right into the trash. I was even more thrilled. After all, the only reason I came to this world to play the role of the tragically abused female lead... Was to…