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Kathryn's Point of View I park my car in front of Heather's house, taking my time to shut off my car, and put away my sunglasses. I just need a moment to steady my breath. My mind goes back to my conversation with Amy and I shake my head as I get out of the car and walk up to the door. Two years have passed since I left this place, and yet, here I am, standing on the threshold of potential chaos. I knock, but there is no answer, so I turn the knob. The door creaks open, revealing the familiar warmth of Heather's, mixed with the faint scent of cinnamon and apples. “Mommy!” Colton’s giggle echos through the hallway as he races towards me, his tiny arms outstretched. I kneel down, catching him mid-flight. “Hey, baby!” I squeeze him to my chest tightly, feeling his soft curls bru