diapers. You’re a good woman, but you’ll have to manage the babies by yourself from now on. I’m starting over.\”
For a moment, the bustling airport fell silent. The sounds of rolling suitcases and overhead announcements faded into a dull hum. I felt the eyes of strangers on us, but Daniel didn’t seem to care. He was emboldened by the woman at his side, who looked at me like I was a relic of a past he had outgrown.
He continued, his tone casual, as if he were discussing a
