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In that moment, something inside her broke—and something else hardened.
The grief was sharp, but clarity followed.
“It may be hard as I am pregnant right now,” she concluded, “but I got a full-time job, and we do have a nanny and supportive family, and friends.”
She wasn’t alone, even if her husband chose to leave.
“It is best if he goes,” she wrote. “I do not need another baby to take care of.”
For her, the twins growing inside her were not the end of her life—but the beginning of a new one. One built not on promises spoken years ago, but on strength, support, and the resolve to protect her children—even if it meant letting their father walk away.
