“I Was a Single Mother and Believed My Daughter Was the Only Family I Had Left. But After I Sent This Photo, My Sister Called Me in Tears and Said, ‘You Need to Know the Truth. The Day That Girl Was Born, We All Lied to You.’ When She Told Me What Had Happened at the Hospital, I Froze in Shock…”

My husband had tried to gather evidence, but during that time, our relationship had fallen apart. He left, promising that one day he would return with the truth.

However, three years later, he died in a car accident.

I immediately went to Rebecca’s house.

The door was opened by the same girl Linda had shown me in the photograph.

She looked at me and whispered,

“Are you my real mother?”

I could no longer hold back my tears.

We embraced for a long time.

But there was another fear in my heart.

How could I tell Emily that the truth about her birth had been hidden from her for fifteen years?

When I returned home, Emily was sitting on the couch.

Her eyes were red from crying.

“Mom, I already know everything.”

“How?”

She showed me her phone.

“Sophia contacted me. We’ve been talking for three months. I even took a DNA test.”