I Carried a Baby for My Twin Brother. When He Saw His Newborn Daughter, He Said He Could Not Take Her Home

Before we left, Lucas stopped me at the front door.

“Thank you for not giving up on us,” he said.

I adjusted Mason’s coat.

“I almost did.”

He looked startled.

“There were days I wanted to take Mason and go home and let you figure out the wreckage on your own,” I admitted.

“I stayed because Hannah needed help and Hope deserved care.

But I need you to understand something.