Three days after I gave birth to twins, my husband showed up with his mistress and divorce papers. “Take $3 million and sign it. I only want the kids.” I signed… and disappeared that night. By morning, he realized something was terribly wrong.

of Omaha blurred past my window. From the back seat, Emma made a soft, squeaking noise, immediately followed by a sleepy sigh from Grace. I twisted my aching torso just to look at them in the shadows.

Janet cast a quick, sideways glance at me. “Are you surviving?”

“No,” I answered honestly. I looked back at the road. “But I will be.”

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