She sobbed hysterically as I turned around, unlocked the front door, and stepped back into the warmth of my home. The latch clicked firmly into place behind me, serving as a final, absolute boundary between our lives.
As I stood in the hallway, Daisy came trotting around the corner carrying a bright purple crayon like a proud trophy, shouting, “Mama, look at what I drew!”
I scooped her up into my arms, burying my face in her soft curls while she wrapped her little arms around my neck. The twin sister who had once been half of my heart was officially gone forever, but in her place, I had been blessed with a magnificent daughter who had saved my life in ways I was still discovering every single day.
THE END.
