I drove to the hospital, full of excitement to finally bring home Suzie and our newborn daughters. I had spent the last few days decorating the nursery, cooking her favorite meal, and even picking out balloons. But the moment I walked into the hospital room, that excitement turned into confusion. Suzie was gone. Only the twins remained—and a note beside them. With shaking hands, I opened it: "Goodbye. Take care of them. Ask your mother WHY she did this to me." I stared at the words, reading them