The Door Opened — And My World Collapsed
The doorbell rang.
I held my breath.
My mother-in-law opened the door.
And there she was.
Jason’s ex-wife.
The woman I was told had moved away.
My daughter ran straight into her arms.
I don’t remember leaving work.
I don’t remember driving.
I only remember bursting through my front door.
They were sitting on the couch.
Like a family.
“What is she doing here?” I demanded.
My daughter looked up at me, confused.
“Mommy,” she asked, “why are you ruining the reunion?”
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