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When I left town for work, I trusted my husband to care for my mother, who was battling cancer. But when I came home early and found her sleeping on a thin mattress in the hallway, shivering under a single blanket, I couldn’t believe my eyes. How could he be so cruel?
I never thought I’d be writing something like this, but it still feels like a bad dream.
For the first time in years, our house felt strangely quiet. I tried to enjoy it, cooking smaller meals and walking in the evenings with my husband, Daniel, but deep down I missed my daughter’s presence and the energy she brought to our home.
Then came the news that turned my world upside down. My mother was diagnosed with cancer.
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