We welcomed a 4-year-old girl into our family, and just a month later, she approached me and whispered, “Mommy, don’t trust Daddy.”

A month after adopting Jennifer, she looked up at me with wide eyes and whispered, “Mommy, don’t trust Daddy.” Her words echoed in my mind as I began to wonder what secrets my husband could be hiding.

I looked down at Jennifer’s small face, taking in those big, watchful eyes and the shy, uncertain smile she wore. After all those years of hoping, trying, waiting, here she was, our daughter.

expression.

“Look at her, Marla,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe. “She’s just perfect.”

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