Chapter 5 Let’s Go Home Together
Mia often displayed a calmness that suggested she was different from other kids.
After spending several days with her, I still hadn’t uncovered her interests or hobbies.
That was until one day when we passed by a piano shop.
The melodious notes drifting from inside instantly caught Mia’s
attention.
Her steps slowed, and it seemed like she wanted to stop and listen.
The heaviness in her eyes lifted, replaced by a spark of wonder.
Under her amazed gaze, I took her hand and led her into the piano store.
With the manager’s permission, I settled onto the piano bench.
My fingers danced over the keys, producing a sweet melody that flowed from my fingertips.
Mia’s eyes lit up even more.
When the song ended, I ruffled her hair and asked, “Mia, do you want to learn?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
“Mom, you’re amazing! I want to be just like you!”
I chuckled, maintaining a calm facade, but Orion’s image flickered in my mind.
I had been playing the piano for years, even before marrying Roger.
But after we tied the knot, the piano gathered a layer of dust as I focused on family life.
Then came a day when I felt inspired to play again, but just a few notes in, Orion covered his ears and screamed.
“That’s so loud!
“Mom, if you’re bored, why don’t you get a job?
“Be a white–collar worker like Ms. Miller instead of just sitting around the house doing nothing.”
He frowned as if he couldn’t take it anymore.
Even Roger had a serious look on his face, saying, “You really should take a page from Lillian’s book.
“She just landed a big project for the company.”
Seeing the unspoken admiration in his eyes, I silently closed the
piano lid.
At that moment, my fingers accidentally brushed against the keys, creating a jarring sound.
Orion’s expression soured further.
“Mom, you did that on purpose! You’re so annoying!”
With that, he turned and stormed into the room, slamming the door behind him, the sound echoing in the living room long after he’d gone.
Mia, on the other hand, showed great interest in the piano.
I didn’t stop her; in fact, I was thrilled.
I used my savings to buy her a piano.
That day, Mia was over the moon, but she didn’t rush to touch the instrument.
Instead, she dove into my arms, wrapping her little arms tightly around my waist.
In a muffled voice, Mia said, “You’re the best mom in the world. I’ll love you forever.”
It was the first time Mia had expressed her love so openly.
I smiled and gently tousled her hair, encouraging her to check out her new piano.
It soon became clear that Mia had a natural talent for music.
One day, as I was correcting her posture, a familiar voice drifted in from outside.
It was Orion.
“What is he doing here again?”
Frowning, I got up and walked to the balcony.
Beneath the warm, brilliant sunlight, I spotted Roger standing downstairs, with Orion bouncing beside him, his face beaming with joy.
He waved his arms excitedly, practically jumping up and down.
“Mom, look what I have!”
He held up a small cross triumphantly.
“Dad and I realized we were wrong! Mom, let’s go home together!”
