At Christmas, My Parents Made My Adopted Daughter Wash Dishes. Then a Letter Revealed the Secret They Had Kept for Six Years.

When the door opened, Camilla stood beside her attorney, Priya Shah.

Her hair was shorter, and there were fine lines beside her eyes that hadn’t existed when I’d last seen her.

But her expression was unmistakable.

She looked at me with a mixture of caution, grief, and an anger she had every right to feel.

“Hello, Lucas,” she said.

I stood but didn’t move toward her.

“Camilla.

Thank you for coming.” She sat opposite me and kept her hands folded.