LENAThat night, I didn’t answer Roman. I stared at my phone until the screen dimmed, his name still burned into my vision like an afterimage. Ava had offered to take it from me, but I shook my head. This wasn’t about avoiding him forever. I just needed a moment. One quiet, fragile moment where my thoughts weren’t tangled with his voice, his explanations, his guilt, or his promises. But quiet never came. I lay on the mattress in Ava’s guest room, the lights turned off, the curtains half-open. The moonlight spilled across the floor in pale strips, illuminating the shapes of my children as they slept. Benjamin had kicked his blanket off again. Nataniel was curled up on his side, thumb tucked into his mouth like he used to do as a baby. Isabella lay between them, awake, her eyes open, staring at the ceiling. I shifted closer to them, careful not to wake the twins, and brushed Isabella’s hair back gently. “Mommy?” she whispered. “Yes, sweetheart.” “Why are we sleeping here?” I hes
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