I Adopted a Homeless Woman’s 4-Year-Old Son – 14 Years Later, My Husband Revealed What the Boy Was ‘Hiding’

I wasn’t looking for anything. It was behind his school binders.”

I pushed my chair back and stood. “I need to talk to him.”

Noah was in his room, cross-legged on the floor, fixing something with tape.

He looked up when I came in, calm as always.

“Hey,” he said. “Did I do something wrong?”

I sat in front of him, right on the floor, so we were eye level.

“No, you didn’t. But I did.”

I set the folder between us.

“I found this.”

Noah tensed. “It’s nothing. Just… plans.

I was just being prepared. It’s not a big deal.”

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