Since I met Ioana, everything looked perfect.
Mihai and I spent months preparing for adoption, filling in paperwork, visiting her in an orphanage and imagining what life would be as soon as we brought her home.
It was a shy, reserved little girl, but we knew that over time he would flourish in the warmth of our love.
But just a month after we became a family, something happened that shook me to my core-the sentence from my four-year-old daughter, who felt more like a warning than a statement.
A month after the adoption of my four -year -old daughter, she came to me with a disturbing warning: “Mom, you shouldn’t believe Dad.”
It’s been a month since we officially settled in our new life as a three -member family. Mihai and I spent months planning, completing paperwork and visiting houses in preparation for bringing Ioana to our family. Although it was initially reserved, we could feel a spark in it that we hoped to come to the surface soon. I was determined to take a shower with all the love she deserved because she was my daughter.
Mihai was also excited. After years of desire for a child, the adoption of Ioana felt like a blessing, a gift from fate. But only weeks into our new family life I began to notice something worrying.
Ioana would often look at Mihai with a look at anxiety and she kept for comfort. At first I thought it was just her adaptation to her new surroundings, but something didn’t feel good.
One afternoon, while the folding underwear turned to me and quietly said, “Mom, don’t trust Dad.”
My heart stopped. Her words were so gentle, yet she carried a worrying weight. Without anger, she spoke with a quiet child warning. I knelt and gently asked, “Why, sweetheart?”
A short, bitter smile as if she knew something I didn’t. “There is no one who he says is,” she replied, colored her smile with sad.
I wrote confused, “Ioana, what do you mean? Your father loves you. When did something happen?”
She was hesitating to the shirt and murmured, “She pretends … I saw him in an orphanage. He was angry.”
Chill rode through me. “Was he angry? When did it happen?”
Ioana tried to explain, her words were published in fragments. “Before you came. He was there. He shouted at the lady who took care of us. He said bad things about me.”
Her story made no sense. Mihai and I were involved in every step of the adoption process and it was not mentioned that he visited the orphanage himself. I tried to calm her down and suggest, “sweetheart, maybe you saw someone who looked like a dad.”
But Ioana shook her head firmly. “It was him. He was scary. I remember his voice.”
Although I wanted to reject it as a child’s confusion, it made it impossible to ignore its sincerity. That evening, while Mihai played with Ioana in the living room, I slipped into his office and felt I needed answers.
His notebook was open and I noticed the folders marked as “personal”. Inside I found the e -mail exchanged between him and someone in the orphanage. One e -mail got out, sent months before we even met Ioana:
“As for the behavior of Ioana, there are some concerns. Could be bad fit? We should discuss other options.”
Why did I think if Mihai was so eager to adopt, would she have doubts about her? And why didn’t he share these concerns with me?
I quickly closed the laptop as I heard Mihai’s tracks approaching. The questions were stunning, but one thing was clear: I needed to find the truth.
That night, when Mihai slept, I whispered to Ioana: “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I will make sure you are safe.”
What was Mihai hiding? And why was ioan so afraid? The answers I was afraid reveal something much darker than I ever imagined.
Conclusion
The discovery of Mihai’s hidden e -mails and Ioan’s cryptic warning left me shaken and full of unanswered questions. While Mihai always seemed loving and devoted, Ioana with terrible reactions and strange details of her account caused suspicions that I could not ignore. When I was lying up that night, I kept close to Ioan, I knew I had to reveal the truth – no matter how painful it could be.
My mother’s role was now clear: to protect her at all costs, even though it meant to face difficult truths about the man I thought he knew. What did Mihai hide and why Ioana worry him? The answers would change everything, but one thing was sure: I wouldn’t stop at anything to ensure my daughter’s safety and well -being.