The Moment I Picked Up My Wife and Our Twins for the First Time

When I arrived at the hospital to bring home my wife, Suzie, and our newborn twins, I was shocked to find that Suzie had vanished. All that was left was a note: “Take care of them. Ask your mother WHY she did this to me.” Confused and heartbroken, I rushed home, where my mom greeted me with a casserole. I handed her the note, demanding answers. Her reaction was defensive, but I knew something was wrong. Suzie had always been undermined by my mother’s cruel comments,

but I never saw how much it hurt her until now.That night, I found a letter from my mom to Suzie, telling her she wasn’t good enough for me and should leave. I was furious

My mother’s emotional abuse had driven Suzie away. I confronted my mom, telling her to leave, and she did. Alone with the twins, I spent weeks searching for Suzie, contacting her friends. Her friend Sara revealed that Suzie

had felt “trapped” by my mother and feared I would turn against her.Months later, I received a photo of Suzie holding the twins with a message: “I wish I was the type of mother they deserve. I hope you forgive me.” Though I couldn’t reach her, Read more below

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