it.
For several seconds, neither of us spoke.
She looked almost exactly like me.
She had my eyes, my cheekbones, and the same small mark above her left eyebrow that Valentina had carried since birth.
My heart began pounding.
“Who are you looking for?” she asked.
Before I could answer, my parents appeared behind her.
Family Law
My mother covered her mouth.
My father’s face turned white.
I looked at them and forced a cold smile.
“Do you regret throwing me away now?”
The young woman suddenly grabbed my mother’s hand.
“Grandma,” she whispered, staring at me, “is this my real mother?”
The world seemed to stop.
“What did she call you?” I asked.
Parenting
My mother broke down.
Her knees gave way, and she collapsed into a chair.
My father tried to tell her to be quiet, but she screamed at him.
“No! We have hidden this
