I Raised Their Daughter, They Stole My Life

It was my daughter's tenth birthday.

The cake had ten candles on it. But in front of thirty family members and friends, my daughter pointed at me and said, " Vivian, I want my mom."

My husband laughed it off, said kids say the darndest things.

I laughed too, and handed her a slice of cake.

Late that night, I stood at the sink washing dishes while my husband stepped out to the balcony to take a call.

I heard him say, "Baby, just hold on a little longer."

A second later, his phone lit up.

One unread message: Does she actually think the girl is hers?