On the day Grandma recovered from her illness, my cousin, who had taken over her room, knelt down begging for my forgiveness

Summary

My grandmother was seriously ill and needed to go overseas for treatment. The family elders wanted to choose a junior to go with her.

They chose my cousin, but my mother begged me to take his place.

"Adrian, you're a doctor. Taking care of your grandmother is nothing for you. But your cousin... he lost his parents when he was young, and he's always been frail. He can't handle such a difficult task."

I couldn't bear to see her so upset, so I agreed to go. I was gone for five years.

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