I Carried a Baby for My Twin Sister—But the Moment She Saw the Newborn, She Stepped Back and Said, “This Is Not the Child We Wanted”
She blinked.
Expected defense.
“That’s it?”
“Pretty much.”
Apparently parenthood gets easier when your children become adults only because they can verbally dismantle you more efficiently.
Noah remained Noah.
When Daisy was nine, he convinced her that she had been:
“baked by Mom but ordered by Aunt Samantha.”