“He was terrified,” Andrea continued. “He didn’t want you raising three children alone after he was gone. He thought he was setting something right before time ran out. I told him that he was wrong… that he couldn’t just take them from you like that.”
“But he did it anyway,” I whispered, and Andrea closed her eyes as tears slipped down her cheeks.
The truth tore through me in layers. Ryan had been so sick and never told me. He had looked me in the face every day while making that plan. He had let me spend seven years grieving three people, while two of them were living whole lives somewhere else.
I stared at Andrea. “He didn’t give me a choice. He decided my whole life for me.”
She nodded. “I know.”
That did not help.
“He was terrified.”
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