The man answered:
“Margaret, we can’t hide the truth anymore. Sarah needs to know how this baby was really born.”
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I stood in the doorway of the hospital room, unable to understand what was happening.
The stranger looked at my mother as if they had known each other for decades.
“Who are you?” I asked.
He hesitated for a moment.
“My name is Daniel. I’m a doctor. And I’ve known your mother for more than thirty years.”
My mother began crying.
“Daniel, please. Not now.”
But the man approached her bed.
“Margaret, the baby has already been born. Sarah has the right to know.”
I looked at my mother.
“The right to know what? Mom, what have you been hiding from me?”
My mother gently stroked the little girl’s cheek.
“Sarah, do you remember your younger sister, Emily?”
The moment I heard that name, my heart tightened.
