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... oice, soft, lilting, so familiar it carved a wound into my chest. My body moved before my brain caught up, turning toward her like a reflex.
And the moment I saw her, really saw her, my soul ripped open.
She was holding Brian.
My son.
In her arms.
And she didn’t even look guilty. Not a flicker of shame. Just that calm, practiced smile I’d seen a hundred times before.
My breath caught in my throat and shattered.
My knees buckled, legs numb. ...
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