The mother pitied .
Pitied her Husbands’s fate.
Made to absorb but not to release.
Just to rein the tornado inside and never speak against, ever again.
She empathized and sympathized.
Took the decision to not let the Family Curse be bequeathed.
But what she didn’t realize
She had another child.
A child made to inherit the curse so that
the other could live without it.
So the curse continued
And this time it was Not her husband’s legacy
It was hers.