We Thought Our Mother Abandoned Us—Until I Heard My Adoptive Mom Say, “Everything Went According to Plan”

We brought a cake with white frosting and strawberries on top.

When she opened the box, she laughed through tears.

“I haven’t had a birthday cake like this in years,” she said.

Noah smiled. “Then we’ll make it a tradition.”

Emily looked at us both, her hands trembling slightly as she touched the candles.

For once, there was no lie between us.

No debt.

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