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I Took In My Closest Friend’s Child as My Own and Twelve Years Later, One Hidden Truth Tested Everything We Built

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Her next words hit me harder than anything before.

She was afraid.

Afraid he might leave.

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Afraid someone might take him away.

She handed me a small notebook.

Worn.

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Soft at the edges.

Inside were drawings.

Pages filled over years.

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