The weeks following Aria’s diagnosis were a blur of hospital visits, sleepless nights, and overwhelming fear. I tried to stay strong, to focus on each moment with my daughter, but the reality of her condition was impossible to escape. Despite the urgency, I couldn't bring myself to contact Micheal. The thought of confronting him, of upending his life with the revelation of Aria’s existence, paralyzed me. Or maybe it's because I was afraid to find out that maybe his life was so great after all, him Emily and their kids were actually happy after destroying my marriage and happiness. But I had moved on, I was happy with Antonio but I didn't want to meet them still. But looking at Aria’s worsening condition I had no choice.
"Mom, please tell me Aria is going to be okay," Mason asked one night
