My husband pu.shed me to adop.t 4-year-old twin boys for months so we could be a real family — when I ac.cidentally overheard his real reason, I packed our bags.

look scared,” I said softly.

He squeezed my hand. “Maybe we could be enough for them.”

“I want to try.”

He emailed the agency that same night.

The first time we met the boys, I kept glancing at Joshua.

He crouched down to Matthew’s level and held out a dinosaur sticker.

“Is this your favorite?” he asked.

Matthew barely nodded, eyes fixed on his brother.

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