Marc was full of joy as he drove to the hospital to bring home his wife, Lina, and their newborn twins. The nursery was ready. Dinner was waiting. But when he arrived, only the babies were there—Lina had vanished.

Beside the sleeping twins lay a note:
“Goodbye. Take good care of them. Ask your mother what she did to me.”

Shocked and heartbroken, Marc returned home, where his mother greeted him cheerfully. But he couldn’t ignore the message. “What did you do to Lina?” he asked.

What he later discovered shattered him: his mother had sent Lina a cruel letter, accusing her of being unfit to raise the children. Already battling postpartum depression, Lina broke under the weight.

Marc searched for her for months with no luck—until one day, a photo arrived on his phone. Lina was alive. Somewhere far away.

Then, a year later, she returned. Fragile, apologetic, and full of pain. She hadn’t left out of selfishness, she explained, but because she genuinely believed the twins would be better off without her.

Marc didn’t push for answers. He simply held out his hand.

And together, they began again—step by step, with scars, but also with hope.

It’s not a perfect story. But it’s a real one. About hurt, healing… and the quiet power of forgiveness.