I smiled. “We’ll get every color. I promise.”
My phone buzzed—a message from Michael.
I glanced at it… then looked back at my daughters.
He had made his choice long ago.
Now, it was just us.
And that was enough.
“No one can give me back the years I lost,” I whispered.
“But from now on… every moment is mine to keep.”
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