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I felt her heart racing against mine.
“Mom,” she whispered. “I don’t remember… but I feel it. I feel it.”
Derek, my sweet son, stood beside us now.
He looked from me to her, confusion on his face.
“Mom… wait,” he said slowly. “You mean… she’s your daughter?”
I turned to him, still embracing Sophie in my arms. “Yes, sweetheart.
I think… I think she is.”
His face paled.
And then the horror dawned on all of us at once.
Sophie stepped back, her hands flying to her mouth. “Oh my God,” she gasped. “Are we — Derek, are we brother and sister?”
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