Outside the police precinct, I took my two children home.
Owen and Caleb looked exactly alike. One held my left hand, and the other held my right.
One was quiet and had been born with insensitivity to pain. The other was lively and expressive. This 10-year scheme had finally come to an end.
The evening breeze brushed over me, light and free.
I had survived betrayal, scheming, and the worst of human nature. I had finally escaped the trap and the rotten people behind it.
For the rest of my life, it would be just me and my two children, choosing a brighter life.
I also want to remind every woman of this. Don't judge a person by gentle manners or sweet talk alone. Human nature is complicated and hard to predict. In love and marriage, keep your eyes open, hold your boundaries, and protect
