And that same night, he delivered the ultimatum.

“You can stay, Lena,” he said coldly. “But only with one baby. We’ll give the other up. If you refuse, you and both kids can leave.”

At first, Lena laughed. She thought it was some sick, stress-induced joke. But when he dragged her suitcase into the living room and set it beside her, she knew he was serious.

“I can’t afford to waste my time and money raising two kids,” Travis insisted. “One is manageable. Two is a liability.”

Lena’s heart shattered. “These are your daughters,” she cried. “How could you—?”

But she already knew. Travis loved money more than family.

So, she made her choice.

She walked out into the rain with her babies—Isla and Naomi—and left her old life behind.

Now at the bus stop, soaked to the bone and exhausted, Lena whispered another prayer. Then, through the sheets of rain, a beam of headlights cut through the darkness.