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"I should never have left them," Bernice whispered, shuddering.

Alexander turned to her from his chair on the private jet. She was white, with two red eyes from crying, and her fists were clenched tightly in her lap.

"Bernice, this is not your fault," Alexander said severely.

"How can you say that?" she returned, her voice shaking. "I left my babies behind, Alexander