I walked down the hall, my mind a blur of confusion and disbelief. My heart felt like it was being crushed under the weight of something I couldn’t yet understand. The word grandson echoed in my ears, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was falling apart.I forced myself to push through the kitchen, trying to get myself a glass of water, maybe that would cool the raging flames in my heart. But the ache inside me was unbearable.I heard footsteps behind me. John.His presence seemed to fill the space, and I could feel his hesitation, his uncertainty. It was the first time today that he wasn’t certain of anything. His mother had won. Tricia had won. And somehow, I had lost.“Liv,” he said softly, as though testing my name, trying to gauge my reaction. “Can we talk?”I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t face him yet, not when I felt so raw, so exposed. “I don’t think we have anything to talk about, John.”“Please,” he implored, his voice almost breaking. “Look, I know this has b
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