I went to pick up my wife and our twins from the maternity ward — she was gone, and only a note remained
Marc arrived at the maternity ward, eager to bring home his wife, Lina, and their newborn twins. His excitement shattered when he found Lina gone, leaving only a note: “Goodbye. Keep them safe. Find out what your mother did to me.” Stunned, Marc took the twins home, confronting the nurse, who said Lina left, claiming he knew. He was clueless.
His mother, Élise, greeted him warmly, but Marc’s suspicion grew. He discovered Élise’s note to Lina, calling her unfit and urging her to leave. Combined with Lina’s postpartum depression, it broke her. Marc raised the twins alone, searching for Lina. Months later, an anonymous note with a photo showed she was alive, distant.
On the twins’ first birthday, Lina returned, broken but remorseful. She’d fled, fearing she’d fail as a mother, worsened by Élise’s words. Marc listened, offering his hand. Through therapy, they rebuilt trust and their family. Scars lingered, but the twins’ laughter reminded them love heals. Their story, raw and human, showed that even after silence, redemption is possible.
