My Stepdad Raised Me Since I Was Four – What He Suddenly Whispered to Me at the Hospital Left Me in Tears

me Frank had never wanted me.

An elderly woman stood on the other side.

She had silver hair, pale blue eyes, and one hand pressed against her mouth.

She stared at me as if she had been waiting for a ghost.

“Rosalie,” she whispered.

I screamed. Not loudly, but sharply enough that she stepped back.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Caroline.”

“How do you know me?”

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