They thought it was the smile of a defeated woman trying to hold onto dignity, but in truth, it was the smile of someone who already knew the ending before the story even began.
Madeline Carter adjusted the seat belt beneath her eight month belly and stared straight ahead at the gray stone building, her expression calm in a way that did not match the storm inside her chest.
“Are you sure you want to do this alone, honey?” her mother, Diane Carter, asked softly while gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles had turned pale.
Madeline kept her eyes forward and answered in an even voice, “I have never been more certain about anything in my life, Mom.”
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