When my twin sons walked through the door that stormy afternoon, soaked from the rain and strangely quiet, I had no idea my entire world was about to crack open. I’d spent 16 years raising them alone—every diaper, every fever, every scraped knee, every late-night shift worked just to keep the lights on. I thought…
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