Chapter 42

• I don't know how I was able to drive despite my deep thoughts. What happened earlier made me feel hurt and lonely. Not for me but for my children. My fingers gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly, the tension in my shoulders reminding me how heavy my emotions had become overnight. The city streets seemed unusually quiet, the early morning sun casting long shadows across the asphalt as if mocking my unease.
• It's been almost three months since I told the twins about their father. That was not easy for me, if only I could hide the truth I would do it. But I also know that my children do not deserve to be lied to. I replayed their innocent faces in my mind, the questions in their eyes when they first asked about him, and the careful words I chose to answer them. Their trust was precious, and I could never betray it.
• They were three years old back then when they started asking about their father. Like normal children they also looked for a father. But at their young age, I know they won't fully understand everything yet so I better not mention anything. I did promise them that when they reach four years old, I will introduce them to their father. That promise had weighed on me every day since I made it, a delicate balance between honesty and protection.