was pounding now.
“Are we taking this baby somewhere? To her family? A hospital?”
She shook her head.
“Then why are you holding her?”
Sophie pulled the newborn closer.
Finally, she looked directly at me.
“Mom… she’s mine now.”
For several seconds, every rational thought disappeared.
I had video-called Sophie almost every night.
I had seen her body throughout the summer.
There was absolutely no possibility that she had secretly given birth.
This baby was not hers.
So whose baby had my daughter suddenly brought to me?
And why did
