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The London rain streaks the windscreen in silver threads as I pull up outside your house, the same house where I once had a key. The streetlamp casts a pale glow on the wet pavement, and I can see the warm light spilling from the living room window. Inside, my daughter's princess backpack is already packed with a unicorn, a bent tiara, and a doll she insists is my granddaughter. I've checked three times. I lift Eve out of the back seat, her small hand clutching my collar, and we walk up the path. The door opens, and there you are, framed in the light. I set Eve down, her giggles filling the quiet space. I place her bag on the sofa, my fingers brushing the fabric, and then I look up at you. How do you do this every week — pretend we're just two people sharing a child and not a history?