A chorus of cheerful voices echoed through the hallway. It was a gathering, a celebration, one I clearly was not meant to be part of. Rebecca opened the door, her face a palette of shock and discomfort. “Ruth! What are you doing here?” she stammered.
I tried to smile, though my heart was pounding with anxiety and a growing sense of betrayal. “I came to surprise my grandkids. It’s been too long.” My voice wavered slightly, betraying my emotions despite my attempts to maintain composure.
