My husband took my stepdaughter to spend christmas with his ex and said i wasn’t her real mother… so i agreed to the divorce, accepted my promotion, and vanished before they returned

into her voice. “And a crooked chimney.”

Camila laughed and climbed onto her stool.

For seven years, Mariana had built her entire life around that laugh.

She had declined a regional CFO position in Seattle, another opportunity in Chicago, and most recently a promotion in San Diego because she believed mothers stayed where their children needed them.

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