But for the first time in many years, I felt that I might be able to do something for my family.
That evening, I told Daniel I wanted a divorce.
The secret he had kept was too devastating for me to forgive.
Richard also accepted responsibility for what he had done and agreed to hand over all the documents to the lawyers.
Three months later, Lily found a suitable donor and successfully completed an important stage of her treatment.
One afternoon, she sat beside me, took my hand, and asked:
“Grandma, are you really my grandmother?”
I smiled through my tears.
“Yes, sweetheart. And from now on, I’ll always be here for you.”
At that moment, I finally understood what had been hidden behind my husband’s horrifying proposal.
He wanted me to leave, believing that his family was trying to force me to have a baby with my eighty-year-old father-in-law. But the truth was that thirty years earlier, they had already stolen my own child from me.
