He spotted his ex-wife counting coins just to buy bread—then suddenly realized the twin boys standing beside her were his sons.

in front of Emma’s chipped blue door, his hand shook.

He knocked.

A few seconds later, the door opened.

Emma stood there in a faded sweater, eyes widening in shock.

“Nathan?”

He swallowed.

“Hello, Emma.”

Her expression hardened almost instantly.

“What are you doing here?”

“I need to talk to you.”

“I don’t think we have anything to talk about.”

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