"I've got everything planned out. I have enough in my savings for a few years. I'm taking a leave of absence from college. I'm not going to live a prominent life. I'm leaving no traces."
Rossa could only sigh. Of course, we are very worried. Â
"Have you told your condition to your parents?" Ask me. And Vanya just only smiled wryly.
"This is the saddest part. They know it. My diagnosis, my medication, my state at night, they know it. It's just that their ego is bigger than that," now she tells us while staring blankly ahead. It seems that there really is no other way to make Vanya's parents aware. For once, I'm grateful I'm not in Vanya's position.
Indeed, my parents also sometimes force me to do things that I really don't want. But it's not because of money.
I'm thinking now how hard it is to be Vanya. "Can't you just go close? I'm sure you want us to be able to visit you at least once a month," Of course we hope Vanya doesn't go too far.
"You know my father can easily find me. It's fine. I'll be right back, after all, it's still August. It's still a little while until I'm gone."
"When are you going?"
"The old man plans to marry me before Christmas. So, I will go in November, with careful preparation of course,"
"Even if you're going to disappear from your father, promise not to disappear from us. Keep sending word," I really hope she will fulfill my request.
"Hopefully,"
