For twelve years, I lived with questions no mother should have to ask. My daughter, born with a disability that made walking impossible, vanished without a trace one afternoon. The open front door. My ex-husband, oddly relaxed in the garden. Nothing about that day ever made sense. The police found nothing. I blamed myself, until last week, when my dying ex looked me in the eyes and finally told me what really happened… What he revealed shattered everything I thought I knew.