Weeks later, they told us Livia had contacted them.

asking why she left.”

“I am your mother.”

“And she is my twin.”

“You hid my grandchild from me.”

“Rose isn’t a prize you lost,” Liam said. “She is a baby Livia was afraid to bring near you.”

The room seemed to tilt beneath me.

“I loved her. I gave her everything.”

“Everything except room to disappoint you.”

John stood in the doorway, silent.

I turned to him.

“Tell him I only wanted to protect her.”

John looked down at the letters.

“Camila,” he said quietly, “sometimes you don’t give