Leslie's POV"Are you sure you want to go?" Rochelle asked as she watched me fasten Daisy's blanket around her stroller.I looked up and gave a small nod. "If I don't go, they'll say I'm holding a grudge." Rochelle walked over and adjusted the ribbon on Daisy's tiny dress before stepping back. "And if you do go?" she asked. I sighed. "Then at least I'll know why they suddenly remembered I exist." She did not look convinced, but she stopped trying to change my mind. An hour later, I stood outside my grandparents' house with Daisy sleeping peacefully in her stroller. I had not been there since the divorce. The house looked exactly the same, but it no longer felt familiar. I pressed the doorbell, and a few seconds later my grandmother opened the door with a bright smile. "Leslie, you're here." She hugged me briefly before looking down at Daisy. "She's beautiful." I thanked her quietly and wheeled the stroller inside. The dining room was already full. My uncles, aunts, cousins, and g
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