Chapter 3

The day before I was supposed to leave, Cindy showed up at my door.

She was crying. She said she never meant to steal Michael and that she felt bad for him raising a kid alone.

I looked at her and thought—how pathetic.

In my previous life, after Michael brought me home, she cried the exact same way.

She said she didn't know I existed. She also said Michael told her I'd run off and that she'd move out.

But the night she moved out, Henry got a fever.

She stood at the hospital holding the kid and called Michael.