Before noon, my mother appeared on my doorstep. Her eyes were red from crying.
“You can’t do this to us,” she whispered.
I looked toward the kitchen, where Emma and Noah were eating pancakes and laughing over a coloring book.
“Yes, I can,” I said quietly. “For years, you showed my children exactly how little they mattered to you. I’m simply accepting your decision-
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