SOPHIA I woke up alone. At first, it didn’t fully register until it hit me hard. Ollie. Where was my son? I kicked the covers off me, trying not to stumble as I climbed off the bed. When I got to the door, it was already open. I stepped into the hallway, the sound of familiar voices reaching me.Ollie and Adrian. Wait, what time was it? The two of them were at the kitchen island, a plate of pancakes set before Ollie while Adrian sipped from a mug. His eyes met mine, and he looked away. Ollie noticed me and beamed. Before he could slide out of his chair, I rushed to him and placed a kiss on his hair. “Hey, baby,” I muttered. “Mommy,” he whisper
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