I had just given birth when my husband looked me in the eye and said, “Take the bus home. I’m taking my family to hotpot.” Two hours later, his voice was shaking on the phone: “Claire… what did you do? Everything is gone.”

Elaine peeked into the diaper bag and smirked. “Cheap things. We’ll replace them—if the baby looks like Daniel.”

Something inside me shifted.

Not pain.

Not shock.

Clarity.

Daniel kissed the baby’s forehead like it was a performance, then turned to leave.

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