The next morning, Tang Shi awoke to find a luxurious blanket draped over her shoulders. It was custom-made for Bo Ye, his initials embroidered at the hem. The letters, B.Y., seared themselves into her vision like a brand. With a jolt, Tang Shi flung the blanket to the floor, gasping for air. The sudden movement startled Tang Wei. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. “Mommy, what’s wrong?” “It’