Novels by Ufedojo

Chapter 147: The Face in the Photograph I stared at the photograph. My fingers went numb. The two babies were lying beside each other in identical white blankets. One had a tiny hospital bracelet around her wrist. The other had a bracelet too. But I wasn't looking at the babies anymore. I was looking at the person standing beside the hospital crib. My breath caught. "No..." Damian stepped closer. "Angela?" I couldn't answer. Charles Bennett smiled. "Recognize her?" My eyes remained fixed on the photograph. The second baby... The bracelet around her wrist carried a name. Hannah Morgan. My sister. I slowly looked at Charles. "What does this mean?" "It means the story you've been told your entire life is incomplete." He turned the photograph around. Written on the back was a date. The date of my birth. And underneath it were three words. Two babies. One family. My heart pounded. "Hannah wasn't born after me?" Charles shook his head. "No." "She was born the

Chapter 146: The Choice My hands went cold. COME ALONE, ANGELA. OR YOUR MOTHER DIES. I stared at the messages until the words blurred. Damian took my phone from my hand. "You're not going." I shook my head. "I have to." "No." "My mother could be in danger." "That's exactly why you're not going alone." His voice was firm, but I could see the fear in his eyes. I had seen that fear before. The day he was injured. The day he thought he might lose me. I stepped closer. "Damian..." "No." He gently held my shoulders. "Listen to me. Whoever sent that message wants you scared. They want you to make a stupid decision." "What if it's not a bluff?" "Then we'll deal with it together." "But they said—" "I don't care what they said." He pulled me into his arms. "I'm not letting you walk into a trap." I closed my eyes. For a moment, I simply held him. Then I whispered, "Promise me you won't do anything reckless." He smiled faintly. "That's my line." Despite everything

Chapter 145: The Man Behind the Call I couldn't move. The phone was still pressed against my ear even though the call had already ended. "You've finally found me." Those words kept repeating inside my head. Damian gently took the phone from my hand. "Angela." I looked at him. "Who was that?" "I don't know." My voice trembled. "But he knew my name." Damian's expression hardened. "And he knew about the switch." He looked at the photograph again. The man standing behind my parents outside St. Mary's was barely visible. But whoever he was... He had been there. He had watched everything. And now he had found me. --- We went downstairs immediately. Rebecca was still talking with Hannah when she noticed our expressions. "What happened?" I placed the photograph on the table. Rebecca's smile disappeared. She picked it up. The moment she saw it, her hands began shaking. "Where did you get this?" "Someone left it outside." She stared at the photograph. Then suddenl

Chapter 143: Daniel's Final Letter No one moved. The old envelope lay silently on the table. My name... Written in my father's handwriting. To Angela Morgan—Open Only When Safe. My hands trembled as I picked it up. "I can't..." I whispered. Rebecca stepped closer and gently placed her hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to read it alone." Damian nodded. "We're all here." Taking a deep breath, I carefully broke the seal. Inside was a single handwritten letter. The paper had yellowed with age. My father's handwriting was neat and steady. I began to read. --- My dearest Angela, If you're reading this, then the truth has finally come to light. First, I need you to know something. None of what happened was your fault. You were innocent from the very beginning. Tears blurred my vision. I continued. When I discovered William Ashford was stealing from our company, I gathered enough evidence to expose him. He begged me to stay silent. I refused. Days later, your m

Chapter 144: The AnswerFor a moment, I couldn't speak.Damian remained on one knee, holding the ring between us.The diamond caught the soft evening light.My heart was beating so hard that I could barely hear anything else."Angela?"His voice was gentle."You don't have to answer immediately."I looked at him.After everything we'd survived...The lies.The betrayal.The fear.The pain.Somehow, he had remained beside me.He had never asked me to forget my past.He had simply helped me believe I could still have a future.I slowly reached for his hand."Yes."His eyes widened."Yes?"I laughed through my tears."Yes, Damian."He stood so quickly that I almost laughed again.He slipped the ring onto my finger and pulled me into his arms.I held him tightly.For once...I wasn't afraid of what tomorrow might bring.---That evening, everyone gathered in the living room.Rebecca noticed the ring first.She covered her mouth."Oh my goodness!"Hannah immediately stood."Wait!""Are you

Chapter 142: The Truth at Last No one spoke. The room seemed to shrink as Victoria stood in the doorway. For the first time since I'd met her... There was no hatred in her eyes. Only exhaustion. And fear. Dr. Samuel Pierce looked at her for a long moment. Then he lowered his head. "I'm sorry." Victoria took another step forward. "I didn't ask for an apology." Her voice cracked. "I asked for the truth." The old doctor closed his eyes. "Yes." He whispered. "Your father destroyed countless lives." Victoria stood perfectly still. As though the words had knocked the air from her lungs. "He forced me to switch the babies." "He bribed hospital officials." "He threatened Rachel." "And when everything began falling apart..." "He made innocent people pay the price." A tear rolled down Victoria's cheek. "So..." "My whole life..." "I've been defending a monster." No one answered. Because no one could. --- Victoria laughed bitterly. "I hated Angela." She looked at