When His Past Met Present
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ily ringing in my ears. I drove to our old, tiny apartme
realized was a lie, mocked me. My Jake, the bo
we' d once helped, and then the ultimate betrayal: Emily appe
dy betrayed me. A miscarriage. Our baby, gone before I
ars ago, after an illness, I' d been told conceiving might be difficul
d raise the child as our own. He thought I' d be ha
y entire life with him was
rom the bedroom jolted me. There he stood. Not the ma
. The boy who was once my lifeline, now a stark, impossible remind
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