My Wife Waited Years to Become a Mother – but Just Four Weeks After the Adoption, I Came Home and Found Her Crying: ‘We’re Not Parents Anymore!’

“I didn’t come to take her tonight,” she said. “I just… I need to talk.”

Megan’s voice cracked.

“Why are you doing this?”

Melissa took a deep breath and looked us both in the eye.

“I need money,” she said.

The room went dead silent.

“Look, I’m not ready to be a mom,” she went on. “But I know I have rights. I can get her back.

Unless…”

“Unless what?” I asked, my voice low.

Melissa looked up at me then, and her voice was flat.

“Unless you’re willing to pay me to walk away.”

Megan let out a sound I had never heard come from her before. It was something between a gasp and a scream. She backed away, her hand flying to her chest.

“You’re talking about our daughter,” she said, her voice trembling.

“Not a car or a thing?!”

Melissa shrugged — not cruel exactly, but completely detached. “I gave birth to her. I get to decide.”

I felt something shift within me.

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