Author: Emily Taylor
**Diary Entry** The last rays of evening light seeped through the thick curtains, spilling weary, dull
**How Grandma Toni Found Her Daughter** A quiet evening settled over the countryside as Antonia Simmonsknown
“Enough, I’m done! How much longer can I take it? The child, her endless exhaustion’
“If you dont like my motherleave!” snapped the husband, never expecting his wife to take
I traded love for wealth. Fate brought her back to mepregnant, serving food in a posh restaurant.
**Diary Entry 15th March** *”I know theyre mine,”* he muttered, not lifting his eyes. *”
“You’re so independent!” her parents said, then secretly gifted their younger daughter
**Diary Entry 15th March** *”I know theyre mine,”* he muttered, not lifting his eyes. *”
Every afternoon, after finishing school, Thomas would walk down the cobbled streets with his backpack
Emily was washing dishes after breakfast when her mother-in-law, Margaret, called. Six-month-old Oliver







