After My Sister Died in Childbirth, I Adopted Her Triplets – Then Their Father Came Back 8 Years Later

One officer approached me and crouched down.

“Are you the parent of these children?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, pulling them close. “I am.”

Chris yelled something about his rights, about the inheritance, about how this was all a misunderstanding as the officers led him away in handcuffs.

I didn’t listen. I held my girls and breathed.

Ashley looked up at me.

“Are we safe?”

“Is he really our dad?” Kaylee asked.

I thought about how to answer that. Thought about Jen and what she would have wanted me to say. Thought about truth and lies and all the space in between.

“He helped make you, but he left before you were born.”

Sarah hugged me tighter.

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