The Custody Trap
Language: en
The day after my high school graduation, my parents dropped a bomb: they were getting a divorce. Before I could even process the shock, my dad looked at me, his face drained of all color, and asked: "Maya, after we divorce, who do you choose to live with?" I was shaking with rage. I screamed, "I don't choose anyone!" They looked at each other, their expressions turning ghastly pale. In the next second, they sprinted toward the open window and jumped. I watched them fall. I heard the sickening sound of them hitting the pavement below. My parents committed suicide right in front of…