She noticed me at the exact same moment I recognized her. Her face shifted rapidly—from shock to calculation, and then to something that almost resembled relief.
She took the girls’ hands and guided them toward the door. Just before leaving, she turned and slipped a small card into my hand without meeting my eyes.
“I know who you are. You should take your daughters back,” she said quietly. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to contact you. Come to this address if you want to understand everything. After that, leave my family alone.”
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