Worst fear
“Come on, Mr. Thomas. Please tell me, where are my babies?” she pleaded to him, tears starting to roll down her face. Mr. Thomas finally met Elizabeth’s anxious gaze, his voice gentle but firm. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but your triplets were adopted by a couple who couldn’t have children of their own,” he explained. Elizabeth gasped as her mind raced. This was what she was afraid of.
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