MARY'S POV:I tried again but nothing. Again and once again, nothing.His phone was unreachable, or he was ignoring me, or he had turned it off entirely. I didn't know which was worse.I stared at my phone, my thumb hovering over his name, and I felt something cold settle into my stomach. He wasn't coming. He wasn't answering. He was out there somewhere, maybe with her, while I was here trying to protect our daughter from the consequences of his choices.I put the phone down and walked back to the living room.Elowen was still on the couch, still wrapped in the blanket, still staring at the television. But her eyes were glassy, unfocused, and I knew she wasn't really watching."Mommy," she said, her voice small. "Who were those people?""Nobody, baby. Just some people who made a mistake.""Why did they shout at you?"I knelt down in front of her and took her hands. They were cold, even in mine."Because sometimes people believe things that aren't true," I said. "And sometimes they get
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