Eighteen years ago, my wife walked out on me and our blind newborn twins to chase fame. I raised them alone, teaching them to sew and building a life from scraps. Last week, she returned with designer gowns, cash, and one cruel condition that made my blood boil.
My name’s Mark, and I’m 42 years old. Last Thursday changed everything I thought I knew about second chances and the people who don’t deserve them.Eighteen years ago, my wife, Lauren, left me with our newborn twin daughters, Emma and Clara. Both were born blind.The doctors delivered the news gently, as if they were apologizing for something they couldn’t control.
