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“Will,” I choked out, “please. Not in front of Billy.”
But Denise snapped, “Oh no!
That’s when something in me went cold and clear. I turned to Denise and snapped, “You used my child’s DNA to stage an ambush.”
She scoffed. “I exposed you!”
William’s voice came out flat and stunned.
“Maria… tell me this isn’t true.”
So, I did the only thing I could do. I picked Billy up and handed him to William.
“Take him to the back room. Please.”
William hesitated. He didn’t want to leave me.
But Billy was starting to cry. William carried him away, and Billy kept turning his head to look at me like he didn’t understand why his world was suddenly sharp and intense.
“My sister,” I said quietly.
The woman, Jolene, flinched at the word like it burned.
And then I told the story that I’d been too afraid to tell anyone.
“Four years ago,” I started, my voice shaking, “I was pregnant.
I had a baby girl. I’d picked out her name, painted the nursery. I had a naïve certainty that doing everything right means life rewards you.”
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