Our Daughter Had a Twin Sister We Never Told Her About—On Her 18th Birthday, My Husband Brought Out a Chest He’d Been Building for 18 Years
“And Chloe?”
“Your father.”
Arthur grinned.
“So each of you named one twin?”
“Yes.”
She stared.
“Which means if you had mixed up the hospital bassinets, I could’ve been Elena?”
“Chloe.”