I Abandoned My Original Family, and They Regretted It

At the end of the month, once my salary landed, the first thing I did was go to the bank, withdraw the cash, and head home.

I was going to hand it over to my parents, the way I always did.

But the door code had been changed, and the people living inside weren't my family anymore.

The elderly neighbor heard the noise and came out. "Joy Shepherd, sweetheart, your mom and dad and your sister moved out two weeks ago."

"Said they'd all gone to a new house, that the mortgage was finally paid off, four thousand a month — and nobody even told you?"

I froze, and the tears came at once.