My husband made dinner, and soon after my son and i collapsed. as i pretended

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I knew it was temporary. We needed to disappear, to become ghosts in the wind. As I looked at Eli, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and trust, I vowed to keep him safe.

The path ahead was uncertain, but one thing was clear: we were players in a deadly game, and I was determined to win. With each step away from our old life, I shed the layers of my past. I was no longer just a wife or a mother; I was a warrior, ready to fight for the only thing that mattered now—our future.