I came home from Saudi Arabia 8 months early... and walked into every son's worst nightmare
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Chapter 2 / 5
Chapter 2: The Housekeeper
Her name was Lina.
I learned that from the footage too.
She wasn’t just a housekeeper.
She was the only person who stood between my mother and hell.
On Day 41, my wife shoved my mother so hard she hit the table.
Lina ran in.
“Stop! Please!”
My wife turned, eyes cold.
“You work for me. Not her.”
Then she slapped Lina.
Hard.
Lina didn’t fight back.
But she didn’t move either.
Instead, she stepped in front of my mother again.
That’s when my wife picked up the wooden spoon.
And that’s when Lina took the hit.
Over.
And over.
And over.
I paused the video.
My hands were shaking.
Not from anger.
From something deeper.
Guilt.
Because while I was building a life overseas…
My mother was being broken.
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And Lina…
Was bleeding for her.
