Chapter 4 â The Birth That Changed Everything
Three weeks later, Anna went into labor.
The delivery lasted nearly sixteen exhausting hours.
I never left her side.
When our daughter finally cried for the first time, Anna looked at me with tears streaming down her face.
"She's safe."
Those were the first words she spoke.
Not "She's beautiful."
Not "We did it."
Only...
"She's safe."
I realized then how deeply fear had lived inside her.
A few days later, my mother sent another letter.
She blamed Anna.
She blamed me.
She blamed everyone except herself.
This time, I folded the letter without reading the rest.
It went straight into the trash.
Some relationships aren't healed by another conversation.
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Some end the moment trust dies.
I never replied.
