I LOST MY BABY IN THE DELIVERY ROOM—BUT YEARS LATER, MY SON SAW A BOY WHO LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE HIM… AND THE TRUTH WAS MORE TERRIFYING THAN I EVER IMAGINED

“You stole him.”

She finally looked at me. “I thought you’d never know.”

My heart pounded painfully.

Stefan and Eli were swinging side by side. And suddenly, memories clicked into place—Stefan talking in his sleep as if someone were answering him.

“My sister loves him,” she whispered. “She’s raised him. He calls her Mom.”

“And what do I call myself? I’ve mourned a son who was alive.”

“I thought you’d move on. I thought you’d have more children.”

“You don’t replace a child.”