Ex Stole Our Twins For 20 Years; Now They’re Back With A Secret
A Mother’s Regret
As I listened to their stories of instability, I forced myself to stay silent, determined to be there for them. Every part of me screamed to reach out, to hold them, but I stayed still, knowing I couldn’t undo the past. I couldn’t change what had been, only be present now.
I apologized, my voice cracking under the weight of everything unsaid. They nodded, acknowledging my words, but the years of missed moments—birthdays, holidays, simple days—hung heavy in the air. My daughter spoke of a group that helped them find me. These people knew deeply about their lives, but the twins weren’t even sure who they were.
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