We scheduled a test, and within a week, the results confirmed what we already knew. Lily was ours, and we were hers. Our home was soon filled with laughter, tears, and stories of the life we’d missed out on.
Lily moved in with us temporarily and each day felt like a small miracle. I’ll never forget that ordinary evening on my way home from work when an old lullaby reunited a family that had been torn apart. Life has a strange way of bringing back what we thought we’d lost forever.
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