The life I had spent years trying to build for her.
Then we learned she wasn’t expecting just one baby.
She was carrying twins.
And yet, a few weeks later, something happened that made me look my pregnant daughter in the eyes and say:
“Pack your things and get out of my house.”
Even now, whenever I remember her face, I ask myself the same question.
Did I do the right thing?
Or did I make the biggest mistake of my life that day?
Hello, everyone. My name is Ella, and my daughter, Rose, is turning 19 this year.
I raised her almost entirely on my own, and I always tried to do everything I could so she would never have to go through the same struggles I did.
When Rose was still 15, she started dating Nathan.
Nathan was older than her, and at first that worried me deeply.
For a long time, I didn’t trust him.
