Cold Season
Breezy Galehis new family, my daughter's funeralshe wasn't my daughternot without my daughter real storynot without my daughter true story
He chose his future over me, leaving me behind.
During the time he was gone, I was a wreck. Dad had a stroke that left him half-paralyzed, and I was running around like a headless chicken, too busy to even wallow in my sadness.
That was when Tristan, my husband, stepped back into the picture. He took care of Dad, comforted Mom, and gave me the support I desperately needed.
His return was like a breath of fresh air in my suffocating life.
I knew he had been doggedly chasing after me for five years, loving me more than anyone else could–even more than Jeff, except maybe my parents. With that, I made up my mind to marry him.
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