Emily covered her face.
“I spent my entire childhood wondering why I had been given away.”
My father shook his head.
“You were never unwanted. You were loved by a young woman who believed she couldn’t give you the life you deserved.”
Emily stood up and walked toward the window.
I followed her.
We stood together in silence.
For the first time in our lives, we understood why our friendship had always felt so natural.
It wasn’t just because we shared interests.
It wasn’t just because we had grown up together.
We had been connected long before we ever met.
The following afternoon, Emily and I visited her adoptive parents.
We knew we had to tell them the truth.
Linda opened the door.
She immediately noticed our red eyes.
“Girls, what’s happened?”
Emily began crying before she could finish her first sentence.
“Mom, I found my biological family.”
Linda froze.
