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

“Please don’t make me sleep with strangers,” he said quietly.

Something broke open in me right then.

I had no right saying that to him.

I was working full-time, volunteering at the center, and putting myself through college while barely making rent.

I was 20 years old, for crying out loud!

I wasn’t ready to look after a kid.

I could barely look after myself.

But I fought for Noah anyway.

Paperwork, home studies, background checks.

Three-quarters of my meals were Ramen.

I cried in the shower nearly every evening because I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing or ruining both our lives.

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