“I have every right,” I replied calmly, standing tall with determination. The shock on his face was evident, and for the first time, I felt a sense of empowerment. I had spent years nurturing my relationship with Nick and Emma, loving them as if they were my own, and I wasn’t about to let George’s cruel words dictate my worth as their mother.
I packed my bags and took the kids on a spontaneous trip to their favorite beach spot. I explained to them that we needed some time away to think and have fun, assuring them that everything would be okay. Mason was gurgling happily in his stroller, and Nick and Emma were thrilled by the impromptu adventure.
