Megan whispered, “Lily.”
Abigail’s eyes filled instantly. “What is happening?”
Priya spoke gently. “We believe Lily was placed with you under fraudulent circumstances.”
Jonathan tightened his arms around the baby protectively. “No. We have legal papers.”
“I know,” Priya said. “We need to review them. We are not here to take her from your arms in fear. We are here because her birth mother has been looking for her for a year.”
Abigail looked at Megan.
Megan could barely stand.
“I didn’t give her away,” Megan said, each word trembling but clear. “I never gave her away.”
Abigail began to cry.
Jonathan looked down at Lily, then at Megan, then at Rowan. “They told us her mother had died.”
Megan closed her eyes.
Rowan felt the old anger rise, but he held it carefully. There was a baby in the doorway. There were good people breaking apart in front of him. This was not a moment for storms.
