"I am Lily's mother. I want to see my daughter."The words hit me like a physical blow. I was standing in the doorway of our home. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. It was a beautiful morning. And a woman I had never met was standing on my porch, claiming to be the mother of my child."I am sorry," I said. "Who are you?"She was thin. Too thin. Her face was gaunt. Her eyes were sunken. She looked like she had been through hell."My name is Sarah. I am Lily's birth mother. I gave birth to her sixteen years ago."I felt my heart stop. "You are supposed to be sick. You are supposed to be dying."She laughed. A bitter, broken sound. "I was sick. I was very sick. But I got better. And now I want to see my daughter."I stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind me. "You abandoned her. You left her alone. She spent years thinking you were dead."Sarah flinched. "I know. I know what I did. I was sick. I was dying. I thought she would be better off without me.""You thoug
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