He turned away from the cliff and walked back down the path. The whole way home he kept muttering to himself. “I can’t face them. I can’t look at their little faces and tell them Mommy is never coming back. I won’t be able to smile or play or be the dad they need. I’m broken now.”When he got home he stood outside the front door for a long time. He leaned against the wall and listened to the faint sound of the babysitter humming a lullaby inside. He could not go in. He could not see Mia and Zack right now. It would break him even more.The next morning he left before the kids woke up. He drove straight to his office and locked the door behind him. He sat at his desk and raked his fingers through his hair. His eyes were red and swollen. He pulled out a legal pad and started writing his will.“I leave everything to my children,” he wrote, voice cracking as he spoke the words out loud. “The houses, the companies, the money. All of it goes to Mia, Zack, and the baby girl Isabel and I were
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