Maisie hid in her room and cried non-stop. “Dad, all my classmates say that Mommy is Rielle's mom, but I didn't steal Mommy from her...”
Later, she fell asleep while holding a picture of Fiona, but I couldn't sleep at night.
I opened my cell phone and saw that Asher had updated a friend circle.
“Rielle finally has the missing mother's love. What belongs to us, no one can take away!”
Beneath the caption was a photo of the three of them, arms around each other, smiling warmly at the camera like a picture-perfect family.
I casually clicked a like and suddenly a message popped up on my cell phone.
Asher sent a video. I opened it to see Fiona’s beautiful face on the screen. The timestamp was from shortly after she returned to the country.
A friend asked her, “Fiona, what do you think is the happiest thing you've ever done?”
She replied nonchalantly, "Probably last week, overseas. I coaxed Rielle to sleep and then pulled Asher into the bathroom.”
Paired with the softness in the bottom of her eyes and the uproar coming from around her.
My hands and feet are cold.