“After Our Baby Was Born, My Husband Saw Their Face—and Started Sneaking Out Every Night!”

We didn’t get a glossy first chapter. We got a hard one. But the pages after are softer. Sometimes the face you can’t bear to meet is the one that leads you back to the life you almost lost. Sometimes the darkest night is just the road between where you were—and where you’re brave enough to go now.

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