another transfer. The paperwork was sealed.”
My mother looked lost. “I never knew.”
“Noah kept digging,” Diane continued. “He thought maybe there was a family connection between him and Emma. He was afraid he and Emma might be too closely related.”
My breath caught.
For one dizzy second, the room blurred.
My hand tightened around Leo’s shoulder.
Diane saw the fear on my face and stood quickly.
“No,” she said firmly. “No, sweetheart. He checked enough to know that wasn’t true. Noah was not your brother. He was not your cousin by blood. That’s not the secret.”
I let out a breath I had not realized I was holding.
“Then what was?”
Diane looked at my mother.
My mother stared down at the letter.
“Noah found evidence that the child I gave up—my son—had been searching for me.”
The room stilled again.
My father’s expression changed from shock to something
