Hunter, a name that made me relive painful memories. For a long time, Hunter had been my forbidden passion, the father of my children. He was a secret I kept hidden, even from Stacy.I felt a lump form in my throat, but my response was firm. “My children don't have a father, Officer Moore. I take care of them alone.”Moore frowned, clearly intrigued. “So, did you opt for in vitro fertilization or something of the sort?”I sighed, feeling the weight of the lie on my shoulders. “Something like that, yes.”The officer nodded, making a few more notes in his notepad. He seemed to understand that our situation was complicated and delicate.“I understand,” he said, then asked, “Do you have any idea where we can start the investigation, or if there's anyone who might have an interest in taking your children?”I looked into the policeman's eyes, feeling the urgency pulsating within me. “I don't know, Officer Moore. I just want them back. In two days, my children will turn six, and all I want i
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