The day Stefan went to prison, the sky outside was clear.But as I lay in my hospital bed after hearing the news, I felt almost nothing.I knew I had not won anything. I had only finally reclaimed, for myself and for Natalie, a truth that had come far too late: none of it had ever been our fault.A few days later, my mother asked to see me one last time. I thought about it for a long while before I finally agreed.When she walked into the room, her hair had gone mostly white, and she had grown terribly thin.The moment the door closed behind her, she dropped to her knees. "Lauren, I was wrong. I should never have played favorites. I should never have treated you and Natalie as if you were the ones who could be sacrificed. If I could, I would give my own life to make things right for both of you."She sobbed, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.I listened in silence. A long moment passed before I said, "You don't need to kneel to me."She looked up, her eyes brimming with tear
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