I shook my head and dialed the police. They arrived soon after and took Rosa away. Once I gave my statement, I called Mom.She was so thrilled to hear my voice that she practically started babbling, "You finally reached out, Cora! You haven't been home in ages. How are you? I heard your startup is doing amazing. Are you feeling tired—"I cut her off. "Pick up Rosa from the 20th Precinct.""What?"I quickly explained what had happened and was about to hang up.She broke down in tears. "You're my real daughter, Cora. Rosa is out of our lives now, and I don't want her back. Will you come back, please?"I was busy."No," I replied.After being named Outstanding Female Entrepreneur of the Year, another year was drawing to a close.I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of my office, kicked off my heels, and poured myself a glass of red wine. I took a slow sip as I watched the busy streets below.I was already 30 at that point. Those 15 years, from 15 to 30, felt like a lifet
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