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Behind me, little Emily smiled innocently.

“Daddy brings flowers down here every week.”

A chill ran through my entire body.

I stepped further inside slowly.

There were dozens of notebooks stacked neatly beside the bed.

One lay open.

My hands trembled as I picked it up.

At first, I thought it was a journal.

Then I realized what I was reading.

Schedules.

Detailed notes.

About me.

January 12:
She smiled at the girls today. Rebecca would’ve liked that.

February 3:
Grace called her “Mom” by accident. She cried afterward in the bathroom where she thought nobody heard her.