Ex Stole Our Twins For 20 Years; Now They’re Back With A Secret
Stories of Escape
Lisa listened closely as my daughter began recounting the details of their harrowing escape. I could see the empathy in her eyes as she absorbed every word, her face shifting from shock to disbelief and finally to a deep respect for the strength they’d shown. Her warm and steady presence was a balm to my frayed nerves.
She asked thoughtful questions, trying to understand the full scope of their journey and the people who helped them along the way. My daughter paused before answering. Some had offered kindness, but others… not so much. Lisa pressed gently, eager to learn more about those who stood out in their fight for freedom.
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