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I took a deep breath, gathering them in my arms. “I understand, but you can’t do this. It’s not fair to me or to those men. We need to have a real conversation about this.”
We sat together, talking late into the night. I explained that while I understood their feelings, I also needed to move on and find happiness.
“But, Mom, is it really too late to get back together with Dad?” Veronica asked, her voice small and hopeful.
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I sighed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I don’t know, sweetheart. But what I do know is that we need to support each other and be honest. No more lies, okay?”
They nodded, and I tried to lighten the mood. “And just so you know, I’ll remember this when it’s your turn to bring a guy home.”
The girls laughed, but deep inside, a question kept haunting me—was it really too late to put aside those differences and get my life back with Roger for our children’s sake?