Polina Kirilovna took one last look at Rita and left. Dmitri Romanovici stayed behind:
— You know, Rita, I almost lost my wife once because of her mother. But I managed.
She closed the door.
— I didn’t know it was so hard for you — Sasha admitted.
— Seriously, you didn’t know? — Rita sat on the bed. — Do you remember how we met?..
Rita closed her laptop and looked out the window as the light from the streetlamps reflected in the fine spring rain. The city seemed foreign, even though she knew it well. Her heart raced, and all the moments from the past months flashed through her mind — their dreams with Sasha, the small apartment in the block neighborhood, hopes, promises of peace and independence, shattered by maternal control.
The next day, the next morning, she packed everything that belonged to her and left a short note: “I need to breathe. I’ll return when I’m sure of my path.” And she took the bus to the city where a job awaited her — a place where she could start over.
On the way, her thoughts flew to Sasha. She loved him, but love couldn’t overcome constraint. She understood one thing: if she wanted to be happy, she had to learn to say “no,” to defend her freedom, even if it meant risking everything.
In the new city, Rita found a small apartment, but it was hers alone. For the first time, after months, she felt the air of freedom. She signed the work contract, and for the first time, she looked in the mirror without the fear of someone’s approval.
One evening, looking out the window, she smiled. She knew she had made the right choice. The courage to carve her own path, to build her life without dictation, is what defines happiness. And for Rita, happiness had begun right there, with her suitcase full of dreams and her heart open to whatever was to come.
The new beginning gave her strength. And she knew that, no matter what happened, no one and nothing would dictate her steps anymore. She was free. And that was all that mattered.
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