On a cold, rainy night, Angie cradled her newborn twins at a bus stop, feeling utterly alone. Just a week after giving birth, her husband Jake had kicked her out, insisting they could only keep one baby.

“Please help me, Jesus,” she cried, recalling her late mother’s warnings about rushing into marriage. She had loved Jake, a once-dreamy husband, but his greed had shattered their family.

Jake had never wanted children, and when he learned Angie was pregnant with twins, he distanced himself, consumed by his business ambitions. He wanted to focus on wealth, not family, and when their daughters arrived, he refused to even hold them.

Angie, heartbroken, chose to leave with both babies, knowing she had no one else to turn to. Just then, a nun offered her a ride, taking Angie and her daughters to the convent, where she found shelter and hope. Over the years, she built a life for her girls, launching a café and gradually achieving financial stability.

Five years later, Jake, now bankrupt and desperate, knocked on her door. “I’m sorry for abandoning you. I need help,” he said, tears in his eyes.

Angie saw the pain in his face and, despite the past, felt compassion. “Everyone makes mistakes,” she replied. “Forgiveness is key.” She handed him a check, knowing she still loved him. Jake promised to rebuild his life and be the father their daughters deserved, hoping for a second chance.