…collapse under the weight of his own past. Eighteen months ago, Callum had looked at me with cold, calculated detachment, telling me that fatherhood was a burden he refused to carry. He had walked out of my life, leaving me to face the daunting reality of triplets alone. I hadn’t chased him; I hadn’t begged. I had simply turned my back on his cowardice and built a fortress of love around my children.
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