Revisiting the orphanage
We took a careful drive back to the orphanage where it all began. “Let’s handle this quietly,” I reminded my wife.
Each unplanned move increased the potential risk, making us tread carefully. We hoped this step sealed gaps the private investigators could exploit.
Being back insinuated a heavy reminder of all our options. It raised questions while holding hope—hope that amidst these turbulent moments, Olivia’s interests would guide us toward choosing wisely.