I Carried a Baby for My Twin Brother. When He Saw His Newborn Daughter, He Said He Could Not Take Her Home
PART 2: The Question No One Could Answer
The baby moved against my chest while Lucas stood at the foot of the bed, unable to look at any of us.
I had spent nine months imagining the moment my brother became a father.
I had imagined Hannah crying with happiness, Lucas making the terrible jokes he always made when he was nervous, and me complaining that I had done the difficult part while they got to enjoy the cuddles.
I had not imagined the sound of a newborn breathing quietly in my arms while two adults argued about whether they could bring her home.
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