I Found a Terrified Little Girl While Making a Delivery and Adopted Her – 16 Years Later She Said, ‘I Never Want to See You Again’

Rosie’s arms locked around my neck like she’d decided I was her anchor and any distance meant drowning.

“I can’t be here alone,” she whispered into my collar.

“Please don’t go. Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I told her. I meant it with a clarity that scared me.

“You’re safe. I’ve got you.”

Those 10 minutes waiting for sirens felt like 10 years.

She kept asking, “Is she gonna wake up? Is she gonna wake up?” like maybe repetition could make it true.

And I kept saying, “Help is coming.

You’re doing everything right, Rosie,” even while part of me knew help couldn’t fix this.

The paramedics arrived, all calm movements and firm voices. They tried. They really did.

But there are some things skill can’t reorder.

One of them glanced at Rosie clinging to me and softened. “Hey, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re okay.

We’re going to take care of everything.”

But everything was not okay.

Her mom was gone, and Rosie was all alone.

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