at the mansion's doorstep that morning, tears str

ter! Raelyn is the fake h

rson claims to be your daughte

ital," Ryland said, his voice heavy. "She ev

," I said, shaking my head. "Those details ar

y mom interjected. "But she showed us the bless

pecial blessing charm from the church for her. The one Raelyn

ed faint, distant

but passed away in an accident. Mrs. Willis, k

into labor, my mom

tal for her IV drip that day, while Ry

d Madison, Raelyn ha

otic. Madison had severe

perating room, and my dad s

d the room, i

d have been watching the baby, wer

niece. She was red, wrinkled,

te as I'd

strong, and as I watch

to the bed, curled up und

the door opening jo

r caregiver returning, but I

silhouette slipp

spital nurse or

ething. I squinted and sa

the two infants, then

r because I was small and tucked under the

lf-dreaming, almost co

door shutting reached me, I snap

he babies had

, I wanted to find an adult,

t a glimpse of the woman's back as

ital room, set down the

en and saw my niece

rtain it

er and carried her bac

let out a soft whim

er crib, I took the strange

bout it, but she insisted

busy to listen, I eventu