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Bilgi: Klavye yön tuşlarını kullanarak galeri resimleri arasında geçiş yapabilirsiniz.

I went to pick up my wife and our twins from the maternity ward — she was gone, and only…


My hands shook as I opened it.

«Goodbye. Take good care of them. Ask your mother what she did to me.»

I stood frozen, trying to grasp what was happening.

In a daze, I turned to the nurse, asking, «Where is my wife?»

She paused before replying, «She left this morning. She said you knew about it.»

But I had no idea.

I took the twins home, my mind racing and my heart heavy with confusion.

Throughout the pregnancy, Lina had seemed happy, or at least, I thought so.

When I walked into the house, my mother was waiting with a smile and a casserole.

«Let me see my granddaughters!» she exclaimed.

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