I finally got to meet my son’s newborn—then a nurse leaned in and whispered, “That’s not the baby he left with.”

She wiped her face. “We were so focused on getting through this and protecting Elise that we forgot what it would do to you.”

That was the first thing either of them said that let my anger loosen its grip.

I sat down again.

After a while, I asked, “Did she bring him back?”

Nora nodded, tears starting fresh. “The next day.”

“How?”

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