April 2, 2026

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Sarah

This wasn't the first time I was hearing that Samantha didn't want kids. However, I was surprised at his words. "Are you, Kyle King, seriously regretting your children?" I pointed out the back window. The kids were innocently jumping on the trampoline, a giant ball rolling around them. "Those beautiful children came from you. You raised them well. They're funny, obedient, and they love you. I never want to hear you regret their lives again, do you understand me?"

He nodded, tears dripping from the tip of his nose. I stepped in close and hugged him tight. He buried his wet face in my shoulder, weeping. I massaged his back, my heart praying for him and for his now broken family.

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