I invited my mom over, hoping for support, but instead, she erupted with anger. She saw my pregnancy not as a new life, but as a scandal, urging me to give the baby up for adoption. That night, I cried alone, feeling utterly abandoned.
The next day, a woman in a white coat, Dr. Aris, arrived. She revealed a secret my mom had kept for twenty years: when she was nineteen, she’d been forced to give up her firstborn. My mom’s harshness wasn’t about me—it was her own trauma and fear repeating itself.
Dr. Aris introduced me to that long-lost brother, Silas. Meeting him changed everything. My “mistake” became a bridge to healing. My mom, once fearful and controlling, now embraced love and honesty. I’m still a young, single mother, but I’m no longer alone—Silas and my mom are part of our growing, supportive family.
The story taught me that people’s anger often hides their own fears. Truth can heal, and courage in standing by your choices can bring unexpected blessings.