🩸 The Hidden Truth
That night, Clara confronted her parents again, photo in hand.
Elaine burst into tears. Mark’s shoulders sagged.
“You were left at the hospital two days old. We were told your mother had died during labor. We didn’t know she was alive.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me I was adopted?” Clara demanded.
“We wanted to protect you,” Elaine whispered.
Clara’s voice cracked. “And what if where I belonged was with her?”
