Carol’s POV
My heart felt like it weighed a thousand pounds hearing this story and my breathing was constricted.
“I don’t understand,” I whispered. “Who was that woman?”
“We aren’t sure,” my mother admits. “But she was terrified and all she asked was for us to take you and care for you like you were her own. She said this baby had no name and no real identity. She needs to stay protected at all costs and to please love her and care for her with your whole heart.”
“And you did…” I whispered, blinking away the tears in my eyes. “You did care and protect me with your whole heart. You never stopped loving me…”
My mother nodded with a fond smile on her lips.
“You were the miracle we needed,” my mother whispers. “We immediately ripped up the divorce papers and took you into our home.
