After Four Daughters, My Husband Finally Had the Son He’d Always Begged For – But When He First Held Our Newborn Boy, His Words Made My Stomach Sink

died in his throat.

“Call Michael.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Call him.”

“Elena, I don’t even know what I’m asking.”

“Then start with the birthmark.”

For a moment, he didn’t move. I held out my hand.

“Give me the phone.”

That did it. Aaron pulled it from his pocket and called.

“Aaron?”

“That birthmark,” Aaron said. “The one on your back. Where did you get it?”

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