Three lives depend on the decisions of one.

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Lily’s POV

As the door closed behind Alex, a fresh wave of tears poured down my cheeks. I missed him already, more than words could express, yet his very presence felt like a betrayal.

The guilt that coated his face when he entered the room was undeniable. And so was the pure joy that danced in his eyes when he held our children for the first time. Two conflicting emotions, guilt and joy, tied to two vastly different truths.

The way he cradled our children, the tenderness in his gaze... it made me want to forget everything. To fall into his...