Five Years of Lies
My older sister was suffering from severe hemorrhaging during a traumatic childbirth, and her life was in danger. On her deathbed, she called for me.
Looking at her pale face, I wept and swore that I would take good care of her child.
However, she shook her head weakly. “I don’t need you to take care of him. Chloe, the baby belongs to your husband.”
In an instant, my world fell silent. My husband, Ethan, stepped forward and took my sister’s hand. With bloodshot eyes, he dropped to his knees right in front of me.
“We never wanted to hurt you, so we kept it a secret,” he sobbed. “Now that she’s dying, we only ask for your blessing.”
Numb with shock, I stiffly picked up a pen and signed th