My Husband Filed for Emergency Custody Before My Flight—Then the Pink Ribbon on My Missing Suitcase Led Me to My Mother’s 28-Year-Old Secret
“I don’t want another place that belongs to you.”
“It wouldn’t.”
He slid the page toward me.
“Treat it as a bridge.”
I looked at him.
“What happens after six weeks?”
“You decide.”
That sentence mattered more than the apartment.