Stefanie's cries rooted me in my spot. It was shocking to see her break down like this. The only other time I saw her crying was when she talked about the past. She looked dejected, then, as if she was resigned to what happened. She was numb more than anything.
But now? I could see how heartbroken she was, her wails a siren song to misery. And I couldn't blame her because I felt the same.
Tiffa was gone. Our daughter was gone.
Grace slowly approached us as she explained what they had been through while I was away. "Stef and Tiffa were staying in my relative's house. It was close to midnight. A couple of police officers and a woman who works for the CPS came knocking on our door. They said they needed to put your daughter in their custody. My uncle couldn't do anything despite questionin
