*Beth’s POV*

I finally felt whole. Before, I felt like half a person, like a crucial part of myself, was missing. When I was asleep, something clicked in my brain. Even though the memories of my traumatic childhood were hard to witness, I needed to see them. I needed to understand everything to move on with my life. Now, I could live the life the way I wanted to, and I knew that I couldn’t start that life without my boys. ...