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And she thought about Leo, who had made that choice for all of them, right up until the very end.

“You came out screaming,” Margaret continued, “and you never stopped. You fought me on everything. What to wear, what to eat, what to believe. Leo smiled. Leo made peace. Leo was easy.” She set down her tea. “I am not a woman who was built for difficult children. I wanted a daughter who would bake with me and get married in white and give me grandchildren I could hold without explaining why there were two mommies.”

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She pulled her wrist free. “I’m going to say goodbye to Sophie, and then I’m leaving.”

Elena’s stomach turned. “It’s been three days.” And she thought about Leo, who had made

Margaret’s legs gave out. She sank into Leo’s desk chair, her hands covering her face. Her shoulders shook, but no sound came out. She had always been a silent crier—one more thing she’d tried to pass on to Elena, one more lesson Elena had refused to learn.

She thought about how family wasn’t a promise you made once. It was a choice you made every day—to show up, to speak the truth, to stay even when staying hurt. What to wear, what to eat, what to believe

The silence that followed was so complete that Elena could hear the refrigerator humming two floors below.