My husband pu.shed me to adop.t 4-year-old twin boys for months so we could be a real family — when I ac.cidentally overheard his real reason, I packed our bags.

climbed into his lap. “Don’t die, Daddy,” he whispered.

William pressed a toy truck into his hand. “So you can come back and play.”

I turned away and cried.

Some nights I cried in the shower. Other days I snapped, then apologized as Joshua held me, both of us shaking.

When his hair began to fall out, I picked up the clippers.

“Ready?”

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