me the life I want. But Harrison can. He bought me a new car and even took me to the islands. Do you understand the kind of life he gives me? The one I deserve. And you can’t give me anything.”
Harrison was her boss, the man she’d already been cheating on me with for months.
Then she slammed the door.
She disappeared.
But I stayed.
Fifteen years of silence.
I had to raise our six little girls on my own.
Adele, Grace, Emma, Sophie, Lily, and the baby, June.
I worked double shifts.
I learned to tell the difference between ten different shades of pink.
I never missed a single school performance.
I was always there for them.
Now my oldest daughter, Adele, was getting married.
When I told her that her mother wanted to come to the wedding, she smiled and said:
“Dad, tell her she can come.
